That’s what the on-call orthopedic PA said after she’d spent a good 45 minutes or so yanking and twisting my wrist back into place. I only know those were the activities because I woke once out of sedation. Can I get an ‘ouch, please stop that?!’ Continue reading
I wish I would have done a better job of documenting these past few months with Connor because holy man, I’m riding a wave of emotion right now about the amazing gift of a child I’ve been given.
It’s kind of unbelievable to look back over the course of three months and think of all that’s happened and all that’s changed. When I consider that Connor wrapped up an amazing second grade year on June 30, er, June 10 (sorry, it was a long Michigan winter) and now we’re already two weeks into third grade, it’s just tough to wrap my head around it all. Continue reading
I’ve known Kyle for almost forever. I’m hard-pressed to believe he’s an adult human being because I just don’t feel like I’m that much older than him, but alas, he’s doing all of the really cool things some adult human beings do. I also have enough of a memory to recall when Kyle would share about his relationship with Stephanie when he was in my post-high school group at church. It seemed like they were so perfectly suited and then as soon as I knew it, they were getting married. And I was all, ‘I’d love to shoot your wedding! Can you please make it 98,000 degrees that day? Yes? Deal.’ Continue reading
I posted back in April about the overly used ‘dancing in the rain’ quote. Guess what? It came up again. Funny how that happens, isn’t it?
Anyway, I wanted to grab a card for a friend today and just like it was meant to be, a card including that very quote stood up above the rest. What was I supposed to do … pass it over and look at the other cards? It’s like when you’re driving by Biggby and the sweet little voice in the backseat inquires, “Hey mom, can I get a Biggby?” You get the kid a Biggby.
Do you guys agonize over cards like I do? Continue reading
Even (almost) two months after our trip to Guatemala, these words hit me like a brick every day. The beloved. I am His beloved.
It’s taken so much for me to accept that. It started happening in Guatemala, but honestly? It’s a reminder I need almost daily. Continue reading
Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on who you talk to, it gets to about three o’clock everyday and my hand just aches from trying to keep up with what I feel should be a doable pace right now. Apparently, even that is a stretch. But, this is temporary and I have to keep reminding myself of that. Sorry. I’m whining. But anyway, this post has taken about 20 days to complete. I almost forgot what I was talking about. #stillwhining Continue reading
I just typed underwear. Oops, there I did it again. Sorry about all of it. But, it’s been on my mind.
Well, not underwear specifically, but the concept of wearing clean ones.
Not that either. Ugh, my words never come out quite right. Continue reading