Old love

I recently had the opportunity to write for a blog called the Mudroom.  I love their tagline, “The Mudroom is a place for the stories emerging in the midst of the mess.” And that’s exactly what life is, our stories emerging in the midst of the mess. Because let’s face it, life is nothing if not messy.

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Love is something that can be hard and messy at times too.  It’s like a banged up, bruised up family heirloom that holds all of our secrets.  We cling to it throughout the years, knowing that even with all of its faults, it holds immense value to us.

“Old love carries our disappointments, pain, and failures together in the same tender hands that hold our memories, laughter and dreams. Amazingly, it’s in the compilation of them where we discover the deepest, strongest roots of love.”

To read the rest of my post and check out their blog, head over to The Mudroom.

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Lean In

Lean InPulling the covers up tight around my daughter’s face the way she likes them. Just her little wide eyes and the very top part of her nose peeking out. Tucking the blankets up and under her feet, making her all snug and cozy. I lean in and whisper to her how thankful I am that she’s mine. Leaning in, I kiss the top of her head as I say a prayer over her. In that moment He whispers to my heart: I want you to lean in to me like you lean in to her.

But leaning is kind of personal. A certain amount of vulnerability comes with it. After all, we don’t tend to lean in to people we don’t know all that well. Or trust all that well.

Think Sunrise

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Yesterday morning the sunrise was amazing. My daughter noticed it right away and brought it to my attention. We tiptoed to the living room to look out the front window at the breathtaking display of orange, yellow, purple, blue and red that had painted itself against the sky. It was beautiful. We sat in silence for a minute, just her and I, taking it all in. I looked down at her, still just staring off into the distance. And then she  turned and uttered a few thoughts that I have been wrestling with ever since.