Category Archives: communal living

The Garden: Peace for Right Here, Right Now

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A friend interviewed me today for her website, and asked me about my last three years (spent living in India). I told her about God’s personal promise to give me “a garden, in this place” in Feb 2016. It has proved to be a defining moment in my journey, so I decided to repost this […]

The Mom Connection

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‏I happened upon this half-written entry from 2015, and the complex nature of cross-cultural motherhood struck me again.  This is my challenge to connect across barriers and differences- to share together as mothers in the joys and suffering of today. *** I stepped into the mountain hospital to get my tummy checked– in Hindi they […]

The Support System

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If anyone ever had a support system, it was this mom, in the mountains of India. When we decided to stay and seek emotional, mental health in the midst of life and work overseas, we knew something would have to change. It wasn’t one thing. It was a hundred little things that made the difference.

The Weeds I Avoid

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My weed garden is swaying in the breeze, with cat tails and grass as tall as my shoulders. With every day that I avoid it, the whole plot gets thicket and taller and harder to weed. At this point we’re estimating it will take three hours to get the weeds out, and that just sounds […]

Moving Saga, Day 4

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Today made up for yesterday in the enjoyable, lucid moments with friends where it was just normal and we could be fully present. It was full. I’m exhausted, but since I’ve been exhausted nonstop for about a month, I’m no longer deterred by my exhaustion. Just keep going. This is important and the end is […]

Lessons for Overseas Living

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Sometimes we have choices, and sometimes we don’t. When we moved to a small Himalayan town with two rentals available (that’s right, we could only find TWO in the entire town), I really wrestled with a contentment conundrum. contentment conundrum: (adj.) when you know you should be content, but you are not. I’m a problem-solver, […]

Moving is Hard to Do

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We’re packing up for the movers to come. I hate packing. I hate moving even more. Every moment to stop and reflect feels like the last one I’ll ever have. Tonight I had a moment to cook dinner with Little Miss and Daddy and J-Bug scootering off for some groceries. I listened to some music […]

5 Things I Learned from my Maid

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Last Thursday I was on the phone when I heard the porch door burst open and someone crying. 

Even in Monsoon

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It’s a long way down from our little town to, really, anywhere else. It only takes an hour to reach the city at the base of the mountain, but it is the longest, winding, lurching, occasionally traffic-jammed, dangerous ride of your life. So even though I loathe the heavy clouds that enshroud us every day, […]

Lessons in Hibernation

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Yesterday was not a good day, folks. You know it’s bad when I’m sneaking to the kitchen for spoonful’s of marshmallow fluff sent recently from abroad. On my third cup of coffee (mixed with hot cocoa packets and more marshmallow fluff) I was trying desperately to view interior décor websites off my husband’s cell phone […]