I am always amazed at how my child reveals the condition of my heart just by surveying me through the lens of his truthful, pure, innocent eyes. It was a weekend, a day for the great outdoors. I was hurriedly putting my makeup on in the hallway when my three-year-old son suddenly appeared beside me and declared matter-of-factly, "Mom, you look worried." It dawned on me that he had been observing me all this time. “Worried.” A word I defined to my toddler when, on another occasion, he …
Oh, The Places You’ll Go!
Isaiah on his first day of (Play)School “You're off to Great Places!Today is your day!Your mountain is waiting,So... get on your way!” ― Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You'll Go! My dearest Isaiah, I'm writing this to let you know two important things which transpired on your first day in the playschool, 2nd of September 2019. First is that your dad and I were there to drop you off, to see you through in the first fifteen minutes of your new adventure. I prepared your …
Monday and Motherhood
It always happens on Monday morning. Always. An hour before we leave for work, my toddler wakes up and gets incredibly clingy. He wraps his tiny arms around my neck and pleads, "Mommy, don't go to work! Don't go to work!" a hundred times. Little teardrops trickle down his cheeks and pierce my heart in all places. As always, we try all things to calm a child's clingy heart while we keep an eye on the unsympathetic clock----We cuddle for half an hour while we explain the day's schedule. We …
Things I’m Learning, A Birthday Reflection
I wholeheartedly agree with these insightful words by Erin Loechner on birthdays: "I've always loved birthdays for the perspective they provide. Like New Year’s Day, birthdays are a chance to celebrate the passage of time, the wisdom gained. But with birthdays, there are no resolutions to shame and guilt ourselves into changing the pesky details of our lives that make us into perfectly imperfect human beings. Instead, they're mile markers we pause and wave to as we pass by, leaving past …
A Simple and Minimal Home
Two years ago, we stretched our faith and purchased our very first house. It was a feeling like no other when we were given three sets of keys in a small white box that allowed us access and ownership to the three-floor, three-bedroom house we had just committed thirty years of our lives and hopes into. A life of excess Before living the dream, we were hopping almost every winter season from one apartment to another until our little boy was born. The last apartment we lived in was full …
