Three Weeks Left
Submitted by kim on Mon, 04/25/2011 - 21:52 in Homeschooling
I have always loved Easter. When a little girl, my grandfather would drop off corsages the Saturday before Easter Sunday, one for my mother and one for me. It was always a bit too big looking for me, but I loved wearing it to church the next morning. I think the tradition of woman having corsages for Easter Sunday is outdated, but these beautiful tulips showed up on my table Saturday night. Love them!
10 Things About Us
Submitted by kim on Sat, 04/23/2011 - 12:37 in
Some bloggers I follow have been posting lists so readers can quickly get to know them. I've been thinking of what 10 things about us I might share and finally have my list together. Enjoy getting to know us a bit more!
1. Rich fell for me.... literally!
As Present as the Warmth of the Sun
Submitted by kim on Thu, 04/14/2011 - 18:27 in
I climb in the van and close the door. Alone. Not sure if I should rush into starting the car or take the time to gather myself. My heart, an open wound, trickles, draining me of strength to put keys to the ignition.
I wait.
Getting the Right Captains on Board
Submitted by kim on Fri, 04/08/2011 - 23:37 in
Carrying an Eraser
Submitted by kim on Thu, 04/07/2011 - 20:09 in Lessons for Mom
I settle my teen sons into their dental cleaning appointments. They are tilted back, mouths open. I have been anticipating these quiet moments of independence all day. My bag, packed with my bible, my study for the week, and an edify book is flung over my shoulder. I set out on foot to find an iced coffee with some sweet flavoring. Fifteen minutes later, I plant myself on a park bench.
I don't settle often enough. When there are graduation announcements to mail, I can get caught up in the production. When there are packing lists for summer adventures to look over, classes to study for, and lectures to prepare, I make those a bigger priority than settling. And the guilt of that, of not taking time to meet with the One I love, piles on top of the guilt of a raised voice, an impatient glance, a snapped response. I need to quiet. I need my soul quenched. Maybe even moments of my day erased. I settle.
