Book Review: “The Reckless Way of Love” by Dorothy Day

Since giving birth I've had trouble fitting reading into my daily schedule. But now with such luxuries as the baby's regular bedtime, I'm finally able to sneak in a chapter here and there. I look for short, easy reads that I can pick up and put down at a moments notice. You know, in case... Continue Reading →

Hope Beyond the Mess

Things are hard here, very hard. I haven't been well since I got pregnant. I am currently waiting for my endocrinologist to clear me for gallbladder surgery. The idea that I require clearance for surgery is still hard for me to believe. It feels like pregnancy ripped my body to pieces. For months now my... Continue Reading →

Umm…Can We Talk?

So about yesterday's blogpost... It wasn't supposed to go up. I don't know what made me think I could schedule it unfinished, unedited, and, worst of all, without pictures. *gasp* But I did and I forgot to turn it back into a draft and thusly it posted as told. It has therefore vanished until a... Continue Reading →

Facebook Memories

Facebook memories are one of many garbage notifications I get on my phone. Why do I need to remember that article I posted a link to back in 2010, or one of three hundred book memes that I liked, shared and posted. Over a week ago, a photo from 2015 popped up in the feed.... Continue Reading →

I Am Resolved

When the new year looms in December people begin to reevaluate how they spent the past year. We look over the good and bad and decide what needs to change. I think what turned me off to New Years Resolutions was hearing too many people say something like, "Okay, so I really need to stop... Continue Reading →

Five Years Later

Everyone has "are you kidding me?" moments with their parents. One of mine is when my mother told me that she and my father were actively trying to stop me from marrying my husband. Defiance wasn't an option in my childhood home. The severity of consequences for even the smallest infraction left me with a... Continue Reading →

Braxton Hiccup

It was around 6p.m. on August 7th, 2017. I was eating the chili I'd made, watching a soccer game with my husband, and the Braxton Hicks that I've been feeling all day are not going away with water and elevated feet. In fact, they were starting to hurt a little. I looked at Tim. "Honey."... Continue Reading →

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