I promised myself I wouldn’t post a freak-out post. These things are best done in private, I think, but it seems like my mind is becoming an increasingly jumbled mess these days. There are only eight days left until we leave for Ethiopia and that […]
Month: September 2012
Lately, the Small Humans have been spending much of their after-school, but pre-practices-and-dinner time on the straw bales that are stacked out back. They’re haphazardly lined up, one after another, in row after row, awaiting the winter season when they’ll be all that stands between […]
Today it’s raining. Raining rain and a crisp fall breeze, mustard-tinted leaves and tiny specks of hail. The sky is both blinding and dark, bright blue and filled with billowy puffs of white.
It’s not the first day of fall, not yet. But it feels like it.
I’m filled with hope and excitement.
I’m conflicted with trepedation and doubt.
I’m trying to reconcile the fact that I really like myself with all of my shortcomings; the weight I need to lose, the money I need to make, the house I need to keep cleaner, the dinners I need to make more often, the friendships I need to nourish more regularly.
I’ve only recently realized that I am a storyteller. There is both a lot of fear, and a lot of freedom in that realization.
I’ve never loved anything as much as raising hogs. I worry a lot these days about how much longer I’ll be able to do it.
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Also? I changed the main column size to be able to display larger pictures here, but I wonder how my readers feel about that decision. Is it too big?
The Man and I consider ourselves particularly fortunate in the marriage department. I wouldn’t say marriage has been easy, but I get the distinct impression it’s been easier for us than for many couples. We met young, dated young, married young and there have been […]