Have you ever heard of the Aran Islands? They are a set of three small islands off the west coast of Ireland, famous for their rich wool sweaters and being a heart of Irish cultural preservation. When we lived in Ireland, we could see these islands from our living room window—when it wasn’t raining, anyway.… Continue reading Are You Building Your Own Soil?
I recently accepted a job. This job was an answer to prayer in so many ways—and it’s a job I said I’d never do again. Before we ever went overseas, I taught first grade for a year. That was one tough year. First year teacher, mid-year created class, and a group of students who hadn’t… Continue reading Why I’m Doing the Job I Didn’t Want to Do
I slowly sipped the steaming coffee, letting it soothe me with it’s warmth. As I cupped the mug in my hands, my eyes lingered on the faded Scottish flag painted upon it. We had bought it while in Scotland on a work trip back years ago. Back then there was no mistaking the stark white X… Continue reading When You’re Not Who You Thought You Were
I shuffled into the kitchen to fulfill my daughter’s request for cereal. I had been up for awhile, but its safe to say I wasn’t fully awake yet. I grabbed the plastic pink bowl and set it on the counter. I saw two crusted bits of food on the edge. Meh, I can scrape that… Continue reading The Dirty Bowl in the Cupboard: Lessons from the Kitchen Cabinet
This week the prompt for Five Minute Friday with LisaJo is VIEW: START We stood at the precipice of the canyon – pillars and wiggles of red rock as far as the eye could see. It was stunning. Breathtaking. From the bottom looking up it was a hot mess…dirt and dust; rock and debris. Rough… Continue reading Room For A View
A large group of people followed. They crowded around him. 25 A woman was there who had a sickness that made her bleed. It had lasted for 12 years. 26 She had suffered a great deal, even though she had gone to many doctors. She had spent all the money she had. But she was getting worse,… Continue reading More Than The Hem
The Man Cub will be 17 months old next week. 17 months!! I am definitely finding that time flies even faster with each child we have! I have no idea how he got to be this age already, but I do know I’m far less preoccupied with certain developmental things than I was with the… Continue reading In Which a Baby Bottle Makes Me Ponder Life