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Sometimes I actually think :). I like to plan and compare and problem solve. Sometimes I think my way to an answer. Sometimes I make choices based solely on my gut whether the choice seems logical or not. I feel …Read More

When I take inventory of my life at this moment in time, I can honestly say that *everything* is good….everything except for missing my Joe. But that missing is paramount. I feel like I’ve been through surgery and someone has …Read More

Starting at their births, my husband sang to our children every.single.night. He had a special song for each child…. For Josiah: “Baby, baby, baby child…baby child my own…close those big, blue eyes of yours and sleep for just awhile.” For …Read More

Thursday, Nov. 3, I woke at 4 a.m. to the sounds of my husband dying. It was completely unexpected. He had been having “heart burn” for the last few weeks but the EKG in his doctor’s office showed nothing. He …Read More

I just found out that Steve Jobs, Apple CEO,  has passed away. When I saw this quote of his, I was reminded of a story…. Back in our church days it was easy to get caught up in filling the …Read More

You know what makes me happy? Garden tilling makes me happy. I relish the power of pushing a piece of heavy machinery through hard-packed soil and sod, breaking it up and making it crumbly and black. I yell, “TAWANDA!” in …Read More

I woke this morning feeling a bit disoriented and irritable. My mind raced to try to figure out “what was wrong?” Was I upset about something? Did I have something planned for the day that I didn’t want to do? …Read More

In the minivan with my family–traveling toward a new place to explore– is one of my favorite HAPPY PLACES.  Vacations, however, can be expensive and exhausting and sometimes it’s impossible to get away from work and responsibilities for an entire …Read More

Today we spent the day at a very cool aquarium gazing at bubble-like jelly fish, a crazily-playful otter, and ferociously-feeding sharks.  My 12-year-old boy–taller than I–wrapped his arms around me in this public place and said, “Thanks, mom. Thanks for …Read More

Sometimes I’ll stop and realize that I’m not living my life. Instead, sometimes I waste my life. I waste it wishing for the next bit of life. I thought it would be interesting to write an extreme example of how …Read More