Jagged Little Pills

We joke at my house that 4 out of 5 of us are either currently in therapy, have had therapy, or need therapy. Much like baptism, I want to cover all my basis, leave no stone unturned so to speak. For the record, I`ve been sprinkled and dunked twice by three different pastors in three … Continue reading Jagged Little Pills

Life is a Rhetorical Question

Running, for me, is one of those things that takes a real effort to get motivated. People talk about a "runner's high" and how they love to commune with nature on a solo trek. Not me. I can't say I've ever hit an endorphin high other than the relief of seeing a finish line and … Continue reading Life is a Rhetorical Question

And then the truth came out

It was hard to sleep Monday and Tuesday night. I just kept replaying my daughter's voice in my head over and over. Her words convicted me. “It was better than I thought,” she muttered, “I’m sure tomorrow will be even easier.” I had pushed her to work hard, make her accountable for her future plans, … Continue reading And then the truth came out

It might be easier to move

I'm not really sure how that happened. One day I'm looking at a perfectly clean and organized house and then in a blink it looks like a crime scene or burglary. Boxes and bins turned over, drawers emptied, contents spilling out in random piles. Trace evidence of intruders are present in inches thick of dusty … Continue reading It might be easier to move

First Light

DW teases me often. It's never hurtful or mean, only lighthearted and playful. I can especially count on him to point out the obvious when I make a dumb mistake, finding humor in everything. His jovial personality keeps me from taking things too seriously or becoming wrapped up in drama and emotion. Sometimes, he doesn't … Continue reading First Light