Sunday, November 10, 2013

almost forty years

here we are

remember that day in the park?
i was 19 and you 23
we spoke of "someday"
we made plans

your voice was like warm bread
with butter and honey
i loved to hear you say my name
you sang about the baby rabbit
you made a promise
do you remember?

you told me
"you will never be sorry"
it was scary
the hardest thing i had ever done
but i believed

and you kept your promise


Monday, October 14, 2013

September gifts from God

a month filled to the brim
wide ranging
highs and lows
He was always there
to answer
care and confirm

new loves
new names
new faces

his hand is outstretched still

again i am humbled


Thursday, August 22, 2013


  1. 1.
    without consolation or comfort; unhappy.
    "he'd met the man's disconsolate widow"
    synonyms:sadunhappydolefulwoebegonedejecteddowncastdownhearted,despondentdispiritedcrestfallen, cast down, depresseddown,disappointed, disheartened, discourageddemoralizedlow-spirited,forlorn, in the doldrums, melancholymiserable, long-faced, glum,gloomy

painting by Brian Kershisnik
Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish,
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
“Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.”

Here see the Bread of Life, see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.
Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove. 

Thomas Moore (1816)

Last night I heard the slow steady strains from the violin play this hymn. I was reminded and moved to tender emotions.

"Earth has no sorrow, that heaven cannot heal." This too has been my experience.

   audree...cristie...angela      they know my heart--we are sisters

Monday, July 22, 2013

some of July

 The end of June and early days of July were filled with Youth Conference and Girls Camp.
 Stand Ye In Holy Places was the theme for our Youth Conference.
Camp was filled with adventure and caring.
 Then we attended a flag ceremony of the 4th.
 I love to go to church and meet with faces that I love.
 Sweetie lead the bike parade on his scooter.

Alison and her children stopped by to visit my dad on his birthday. He becomes 78 on July 6th and I know that he appreciated this visit. I especially am thankful that she would take a detour when she is making a five hour drive to come home.
Claire was baptized and confirmed in July as well. We were lucky to have so many of the cousins in town to share this special day with her.

 Every day Alison and I went for an early morning walk. Usually Katie would be waiting for our return. I absolutely loved spending time with these girls.
 James will be five in September so we went to Build a Bear. Here he is putting a heart that he has kissed into his new friend Bob II.
 We are really good at just hanging out.
 We ate dinner at Asian Star. I enjoyed the adult company so much.
 Laurel graduated from mental health court. She's off to California and we keep our fingers crossed for her new adventure.
 I have spent 29 hours watching this Korean show with 33 more to go. I am reluctant to continue...only because I hate a sad ending and I like one of these women so much.
 Here we are at the farmer's market looking at pens.
Produce, flowers, bread, honey, soap, musicians, hot hot weather and artisans...we loved it.
 Bo working the sucker.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

a little boy

there is something precious about that look

God must really love us
to trust us with this kind of sweetness
real goodness

a child
a little child
shall lead them


Monday, June 3, 2013

to be seven years old

i remember when i was seven years old
all the world held possibility
cinnamon, chocolate, maple,
glazed, sugar, so many choices

now i'm all grown up
i get to watch Claire choose
the world is her oyster
a bite of each
a life filled with possibility


Wednesday, May 22, 2013

joy looks like this

she used to be my baby
follow me from room to room
mother her siblings
pick up the slack

she will always be my little girl
filled to the brim
cup running over

hers and mine

(my guess is the photo credit goes to darling Doug)

the Texas kids came to town

pretty much all we did was play

lots of baby showers

showered with love and support

trying to put a little weight on baby Pratt

Lizzie's girlfriends showered baby Pratt