Fallen Beauty

Green leaves change to red, orange, and gold. A lush tree of summer becomes a multi-faceted flame of fall. The beauty attracts admirers. Scenic drives through the mountains engulf us in the breathtaking beauty of fall. In time the leaves fall to the ground. When the fallen leaves blanket our yard, what do we see?…

Time to Fill Up

Pumpkin spice lattes. Pumpkin bread. Candy corn. Kids in costumes fill their buckets with delicious candy (and sometimes apples, boxes of raisins, or coupons, unfortunately) as they panhandle door-to-door one night of the year. We stuff ourselves to bursting with turkey covered in gravy, mashed potatoes covered in gravy, and dressing covered in gravy. Okay,…

A Ride in the Car

Some things take some getting used to … like my youngest riding next to me in the car. For the past 12 years I have caught my son’s eye in the rearview mirror as he rode safely tucked in the backseat. Now that he is legally allowed to ride in the passenger seat, I’m struggling…

Sacrifice

I remember exactly where I was (sick in bed with my first pregnancy) sixteen years ago when news of the first tower’s collapse spread. Most people do. So many men and women sacrificed their time, energy, and even their lives rescuing survivors that day and in the following days. We remember such a horrendous day…

The Value of a Story

The sound of pages rustling, the smell of fresh paper, the feel of running fingers over stories–these are the reasons I love reading hardcover books and paperbacks. The story, of course, is of utmost importance. I have trained up my boys well in regards to books. Walking into the used bookstore, they fell silent in…

Closer to the Edge

My youngest starts 6th grade today. I read that sentence and think, “That cannot be right.” (Also, I’m not old enough to have a high schooler and middle schooler, right?) How did this happen? It seems like yesterday I lifted his tiny body out of the crib. Now he is nearly as tall as me….

Different is Good

Heat rose in shimmering waves off the pavement. Tendrils of perspiration dripped down foreheads and backs. Hunter stepped up to the line. He filled his lungs with air and pitched forward, spitting the watermelon seed with all his might. With great expectation, Hunter searched for his seed’s final destination. Unfortunately, the watermelon seed only flew…

Longing for Home

It was 9:45 on a Monday night when my cell phone rang. It was a number I didn’t recognize. There are way too many telemarketers out there offering “free” 3 or 4 night stays in Orlando. “All we ask is that you attend a 15 hour timeshare presentation where we will not take ‘no’ for…

A Full Tank

I had been working on a project all day. My stomach grumbled and complained after being neglected for at least 12 hours. The project seemed near completion thirty times over, the inner voice–“Almost done … just a few more minutes.”–repeating on a loop over the course of the day. I guzzled several glasses of water…

Is Now a Good Time?

My oldest son is applying for his first job. As he filled in the applications, he peppered me with questions. “What hours should I say I’m available? I don’t want to work on Sundays because of church, but I also don’t want to work on Fridays so I don’t miss out on all the fun…