When Joshua was a baby, I was never more comfortable and confident than when my mom was with me. She had done this, so I could do this too. Even though I had no real idea what this was. This Motherhood thing was confusing. Challenging in ways I didn’t expect. I knew it was feeding, burping,…
Love
Happy Wife
I was scrolling through Pinterest this morning when I came across a pin: “love your husband how he needs to be loved.” Curious as to what advice regurgitated from the 1950s would be dished, I clicked through to the blog from whence said pin came. It was as I expected. A list of things that…
Signing Our Life Away
When you buy a house, you sign your life away at the closing. The joke you’ll hear before mountains of papers start flying your direction is that you better get your hand good and warmed up because it’s about to be put to work. You’ll spend the next 45 minutes to an hour, maybe longer,…
In Memoriam
My daddy died on Tuesday night. Peacefully. Surrounded by his children. I held his hand as he passed. I was not a Daddy’s girl. Far from it. But I loved my dad. And I know that he loved me. He didn’t have to be my dad. He met and married the woman who came with…
Lucky Number Seven
It’s been seven years since I stepped into the sunlight on an unusually blistering afternoon in May wearing a white dress that weighed what felt like 20 pounds. Seven years since we said “I Do” in front of friends and family and then ate cake and drank punch and drove off toward our shared future….