Five Minute Friday - Worship

Posted by on Aug 30, 2013 in Journal | 0 comments  I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker, as I do every week for Five Minute Friday.  We are a group of writers who bravely battle our need for perfection and over editing and write, unscripted for 5 minutes.  Won’t you join the bravery?   Pssst… Lisa-Jo will be hosting this week’s Five Minute Friday over at my second favourite community (in)Courage -...
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A Promise to my Allume Sisters

Posted by on Aug 29, 2013 in Journal | 0 comments In exactly 8 weeks I’ll be heading to Greenville, South Carolina to spend three glorious days surrounded by other bloggers.  There will be an opportunity to finally, and in real life, meet familiar faces writers I have come to know and admire on line and to build new relationships with other women.  I am so excited that I can hardly stand it.  However, somewhere in the...
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To My Son - Because Today You’re 17

Posted by on Aug 28, 2013 in Journal | 0 comments Dylan, I blinked, son.  Somewhere along the line I blinked and the 8 pound 4 ounce baby I brought home from the hospital turned into a taller than me young man.  Motherhood spins on this crazy axis of diapers and feedings, of holding you close when you were a hot mess with fevers.  It revolves around grabbing the bucket when your stomach won’t settle and trips to the...
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A Letter to My Mom on My 42nd Birthday: Behind the Scenes

Posted by on Aug 27, 2013 in Journal | 0 comments  I’m linking up with Crystal Stine today for Behind the Scenes.  Won’t you join us as we tell the story behind the picture. Just click here.   The Photo: circa 1971 Dear Mom, I was born at the end of summer. The world lush and green, the fields burgeoning with harvest. On this day 42 years ago your body bent with the ancient task of delivering me. All 10 pounds, 2...
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Be Still

Posted by on Aug 26, 2013 in Journal | 0 comments It happened a few Saturdays ago right in the middle of fun and food and family.  A full blown anxiety attack. It’s hard for me to tell you how horrible it is.  It’s hard for me to talk about it at all.  One minute your enjoying your dinner and the next minute you feel like your heart is going to beat its way right through your chest wall. I know that as the blood...
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