My husband came home on Monday after 10 days! After 10 long days of flu, triple quarantine, an abscess that turned into a staff infection (and changed the shape of my nose), two trips to urgent care and some wacky emotional side effects from the strong antibiotics, the storm came to a halt this chilly […]
The sun is not up yet and both kids have been up waaay too long, running around with inordinately loud stomping and asking for breakfast. I keep telling them, “No matter how early you get up, I do not feed you breakfast till 7. Mommy needs time alone with Jesus!” It’s falling on deaf ears […]
My little Transformer and Butterfly were up at 6am, excited to put their costumes back on. Now they’re prancing around the house in their make-believe story, him with his wrecking ball (we sort of improvised on his costume which included a McDonalds Happy Meal Transformer mask, a medieval knight breastplate, arm guards, and a wrecking […]
I followed peace home to our home sweet home after three long weeks of travel. Life on the road with two preschoolers is like controlled chaos, and as carefully as we plan and as hard as I try to maintain routine on the go, there just isn’t much peace till we get home again. The […]
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 […]
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 […]
I have a love-hate relationship with blogging. It motivates me. It discourages me. The responses inspire me. It gives me a creative outlet and allows my volatile expressive feelings to be read by only those who want to read them (sometimes my husband needs a break).
“The days are long but the years are short.” Only yesterday did I begin to experience the reality of this little saying. I was sitting with a mentor and said, “I only have one year. Then Little Man will be in Kindergarten and Little Miss in preschool.” It came on like a light bulb as […]
I am worst-case-scenario-girl. My friends make fun of me. They role their eyes when I give warnings and stories that start with “I heard about a guy who died that way…” And therefore I’m also naturally the kind who packs twice the luggage because of all of the “what-ifs”.