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The Hidden Special
I unloaded this mug from the dishwasher yet again, today: When we first got married, and combined two household into one, we had two sets of silverware, two sets of dishes, two sets of cake pans–and two sets of mugs. We packed up about half of our combined kitchen things in boxes, anticipating that our …
“Thinking Therapy—No to Maybe” Book Announcement
I’ve recently given birth–to a book, entitled “Thinking Therapy — No to Maybe”! Some of you have noticed I’ve been writing on the blog less, and posting less. There is good reason. I’ve been spending every spare moment for the last 3 months writing a book which is now available!! Much agony, tea and hours …
“Carry My Coffin” Friends
Husband is a wonderful man who has a few passions that he doggedly pursues. He loves all things wood. His occupation involves working with wood as he builds. He built our house from the ground up. We have baseboards and door frames that catch the eye—beautiful works of wood. This summer, he and I created …
Rising Strong August 8-10, 2019
One of the fun parts of being married to a carpenter is the ability to mention a wish in passing…and then getting it for Christmas! I told Husband I loved the idea of being neighbourly–I had taken a great book last summer from someone else’s library and I wanted to return the favour to the …
Being Brave in Costly Loving
I went to court the other day. In life, sometimes, our friends could use our help moving from one house to another, or with a meal when someone dies. That’s what we do, right? And when their child is facing charges, you go to court to sit with them. No one should have to be …
Beautiful Golden Scars
Today is the day I go to the cemetery to sing a lullaby to my sons. I write every year to honour their memory. These little ones who I anticipated with such longing and joy. These little ones whose death shattered me when they died. This comes after a birthday party where Husband and a few …
Returning me to myself
It was my birthday last week. And Husband knows me: I like to anticipate goodness more than by surprised by it I prefer much smaller groups over large crowds He hosted a birthday gathering for me with some of my favourite people. They told me that I positively beamed while they sang Happy Birthday to …
To be loved with a love like this…
I am sooo not a morning person. Husband is. He is ever bright and cheerful (and ridiculously chatty) first thing early in the morning. Often, in the morning when I don’t have it together to make something for lunch, Husband puts a cup of Cheerios in a little bag for me to get me through …
Cynicism and Bermax
We’ve all heard: Fool me once, shame on you Fool me twice, shame on me It’s vulnerable to feel compassion and care towards people who you find out later apparently were the ones who did the damage themselves. When there are mixed stories, and we don’t know who to believe, it gets even more confusing. …