The word creative was not a word I ever considered when identifying myself. I am not spontaneous or easygoing, a talented artist, a musician, or a poet. Instead, I am structured, a planner, and an organizer of people and things. Yes, I had preconceived notions of what it looked like to be a creative person….
The other day I was thinking about how nice it would be if we could flip a switch to change the season. One moment it would be clearly all things summer, summer schedules, summer weather, and then when it was time for fall, we could flip a switch. And with the flip of a button,…
“How are you doing?” she asked. “I’m fine,” I replied. But, I wasn’t fine, and afterward, I realized I was simply giving a standard answer. After all, as Shauna Niequist said, “I’ve been training all my life to pretend I’m fine.” In hindsight, I should have said, “Actually, I’m fine, but only if being fine…
The first house we owned was a 1950’s three-bedroom, one-bath, nine hundred square foot home that needed some love. And we loved that home for almost ten years. During the time we lived in that house, we replaced siding and windows, cemented a gravel driveway, and rebuilt the bathroom from the studs up. We did…
My musings these days have been swirling around a question of enough and my pursuit of its answer. When did enough stop being enough? It seems as if there is never enough for us to be content, yet if you look at the bigger picture, there is often more than enough to meet our needs….
While we have only now fully emerged into spring, I am already finding myself preparing for summer activities and making decisions about our schedules for fall. I’m not sure how we got here so quickly. When the boys were little, I loved planning for summers. I would make summer binders with printed calendars and space…
