Every new exploration needs a home base but when we are struggling to put down roots, sometimes we neglect ours out of rebellion. I don’t mean that in not creating home we are sinning against the homemaking gods, but sometimes in our grieving we…
I can’t write while I’m moving. I can surf Zillow for our future, sketch plans of backyard gardens, move furniture in my mind. I jot down new recipes and pin color schemes. Before I can make sense of the rest of…
“Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they find their rest in Thee.” St. Augustine The chef knife lay over the clove of garlic flat and I smacked it with my fist feeling…
“My nest was empty…my life being resorted. Old habits were no longer useful….a new parenthesis had begun. The depiction of this evening in my life was symbolic of new things to come…new goodnesses to be explored and enjoyed. God spoke…