Summer of Cedar

Psalm 92

It’s only my personal opinion, but cedar trees are not the most beautiful of trees… My husband-with-a-memory-bank-that-never-runs-out is stashed with all kinds of treasure.  He has been trying to teach me to recognize different types of trees for a long time, but is especially persistent on this adventure to the lake.  It is just beyond…

Happiness is Highly Overrated


Or so it seems. The very definition of happiness can be elusive, so why do we think our pursuit will end in anything other than a temporary feeling? Maybe we should consider the vastness of this chasm: To one, the idea of happiness is found only in the absence of trouble… …while another sees it…

Wedding Fail

Do You Love Me?

The groomsmen’s tuxes were too long, too short, too tight.  [They all deserved it, after kidnapping the groom and driving him around in the trunk of a car the night before!] The hairdresser took twice as long as expected. The green flowers were supposed to be white. The white snow meant no-shows. Grandparents showed up…

A Degree in Motherhood

Gratefully Called Mom

There will be no walking across a stage to receive a diploma. This honorary degree in the field of motherhood was bestowed on me in 1981 (the nine months before my first son was born counts!) and the real lessons began. There was no instruction manual. No class. No teacher. No book that could prepare you for this.…


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