I remember the first time Jesse asked me to pray with him, out loud, just the two of us. I almost started giggling as he spouted off what sounded like a very formal, very "church-y", prayer. He was studying to be a pastor, after all. When he was done, I asked him if he always prayed like that. He does. Maybe that's normal for you, but for me, most of the time, my prayers are big long conversational rambles to God. I talk about life, about my struggles, about things I hope for the future. … [Read more...]
On Things I Miss
I want to write. I used to write all the time (being an English minor-almost-major in college will do that). I miss writing. Being back in my college town, back at my alma mater for convention this week, has me looking back and pondering all the things I miss. Going to the morning chapel service yesterday, listening to the crowd swell with the four-part harmony of one of my favorite hymns, brought me to tears. I miss singing. I used to be surrounded by people my age, people going through … [Read more...]
On Meeting New People At The Laundromat
Once a week, I load up our clothes and head to the laundromat. For about an hour, I watch the machines spin around and play on my phone. And usually, there is at least one other person watching the same spinning. Sometimes, we talk. Talking to strangers doesn't come easy for me. I'm an introvert, and by nature I would rather just sit on my phone. It's also one of my only breaks during the week, so I want to do what I want. But. I've met some interesting people. There was the grumpy old … [Read more...]
Expectations
Expectations can set you up for failure. Today, I woke up expecting to be able to snooze for a few more minutes as I usually do while my husband gets up with the boys. Hannah had other ideas. I expected to be able to somewhat enjoy my coffee (which I brewed fresh at 8:00 a.m.) throughout the morning as I usually do. I finished it just before we left for the park at 2:30 p.m. When we got to the park, I expected the kids to run around while sat quietly at a table with Hannah and played on … [Read more...]
Yell! Yell! Yell!
photo credit "I do not like this one so well. All he does is yell yell yell!" --Dr. Suess, One Fish, Two Fish Yelling. This is something I have been struggling with lately in parenting. Some days we get to bedtime, and I feel like I've spent my entire day yelling at Jonah and Matthew. I hate that. There are moments when yelling is appropriate. Like when the boys wake up from their naps, and I'm in the middle of feeding Hannah in the other room, I'll yell "Sure! Get out of bed!" or when … [Read more...]
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