My dear little son ( Read more... )

It means to be of the earth. It means to be a creature ( Read more... )

The cherries are ripe. All seven, eight, nine of them. I pulled up into the driveway yesterday, and saw them, red and inviting. And then I ate them. Bit them in half, and savored their sweetness. Spit the seeds into the mulch below me feet. The sun was shining, the sky was blue. And it occurred to me that I am so very happy right now ( Read more... )

So, I was in the woods ( Read more... )

Me, annoyed with 5th grade boys who are tapping on the wall instead of lining up quietly: "It should not sound like there are rats in the walls when there are not ( Read more... )

I like Bella, usually. I connected with her from the beginning, or at least from the part where she confesses she is no good at PE and flying objects always find her face. I see myself in her, and it's always nice when you can do that with a character. She is a refreshing change from the self-absorbed, bratty, materialistic heroine of most teenage ( Read more... )

I left you this morning ( Read more... )

...I was teaching 2nd grade at Turman, one (unexpected) week to go of one of the most grueling and intensive seasons of my life. It wasn't just out-and-out miserable, the way sophomore year was. It was more just plain hard, like trying to walk up an escalator that's going down.

My confidence has grown in leaps and bounds in just a few months of ( Read more... )

I am beginning to love our church. It's taken me awhile to get to this point, just because I miss IAC so much. I miss Gerritt speaking in Afrikaans, and Corb's hilarious announcements, and getting to see babies everywhere, and just the blessed familiarity of knowing lots of people and having watched them for the past four years. But I am getting to ( Read more... )

I heard that line used to describe someone in a song. And I thought, if I could have one comment made about the impact of my life, it would be that ( Read more... )