To My Husband {Family Letters Part I}

David, My soul has waited in silence for months now. And that's unusual for me, as you well know. I have always had words. Even if they aren't the right words. Or the finished words. There has always still been words.  To process the joys. To whisper together in my dormitory lobby in the wake... Continue Reading →

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Of a Slightly Different Flavor {But a rainbow of colors}

My fingers and cuticles are stained a deep pink from hours of manipulating beets. Washing. Scrubbing. Cooking. Peeling. Chopping. Pureeing. Testing. There may be spinach and/or fennel fronds in my teeth, and I'll be sure to check before heading out the door for an afternoon meeting. But my skin is clearing, my snacking includes a... Continue Reading →

A Story To Tell {Of Deepening Lines}

Micah snuggles into my neck, leaving a sticky residue of pureed bananas and crumbling graham crackers on my tired shoulder. His chubby fingers intertwine themselves in my hair, and he giggles at the sensation. Abby twirls in her latest costume get-up, talking non-stop with every waking breathe. Talking and talking back. Smiling sweetly and stomping... Continue Reading →

Blessed

Some mornings I am simply overwhelmed by how blessed I am. Simple things remind me. Jogging shoes. Streaming shower water. A cup of tea. Infertility and miscarriages aside, I live a gift. My life a gift. My Savior the ultimate Giver. For the past several weeks since my most recent miscarriage, I have been challenged... Continue Reading →

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