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Hi. Before I get to my Monday blog post, I wanted to make sure you knew about the fun Launch Team I’m putting together for A Cup of Dust. Read more about joining the team (there are no try outs…everybody makes the team) by… Continue Reading “School Days Cometh”
I remember late night rides home from Ludington. I was small still and either buckled in up front between my parents or riding backwards in the way back of the station wagon. Lake Michigan was still drying in my hair and its sand filled… Continue Reading “The Lower Lights”
My son is the gatherer of rocks. He walks about our backyard, eyes scanning the ground for rocks of any size, any color. Finding them, he brings them inside and washes them in the bathroom sink, all the while excited about this treasure and… Continue Reading “Rock Collection, Simple Gifts, God’s Glory”
My big brother was on the high school wrestling team for one year. Eleven year old me thought nothing of his involvement in the sport until I had to go to his first match. Back in those days my brother was stick-and-bones skinny. He… Continue Reading “Wrestling, Atticus Finch, and The Great Cloud of Witnesses”
I went to a funeral on Saturday. My friends, the Gingrich Family, were celebrating the life of their 33 year old daughter, Wendy. Now, I’ve been to funerals where many stories were shared, but never like this. The stories shared about Wendy were beautiful… Continue Reading “Adoption Water — Remembering Wendy”
Last night my family took a spontaneous trip to The Big Lake. Lake Michigan. My happy place. My husband was bobbing in the waves with two out of three kids and I was on the beach with the third. He was burying his feet… Continue Reading “Lake Michigan, Itty Bitty Bikinis, My worth, God’s Love”
There’s this small church in my neighborhood. It’s in that church parking lot that all three of my kids learned how to ride a bike (no training wheels). It’s in the lobby of that church where I cast my vote every election, hoping for… Continue Reading “Finding Beauty”
If you’ve been around for awhile you know that I kill all plants. My one success story is my little succulent plant named Muley Graves (he’s named after a character from The Grapes of Wrath – let me show you my nerd card). Well,… Continue Reading “Quitting. Starting Again.”
I don’t know about you, but I hate feeling exposed. No. Not in the “I’ve been caught in an embarrassing situation” way or a “Wow, they just told my darkest secrets to the world” kind of way. Although those aren’t the best. What I… Continue Reading “Turtle Shells, Chaos, and the Gentle Deliverer”
About a month ago I wrote a scene in the novel I’m currently pecking away at. As I formed the words I realized that I didn’t really know what I was talking about. What was I writing? A girl in a chicken coop collecting… Continue Reading “Rolling in the Deeeeeeep — Or My New Friend Adele”
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