In this time of waiting, I can’t help but entertain my imagination. I imagine the call. We are both home, sleeping, when it rings. I jump up to answer it, positive it is, in fact, “the” call. Our child has already been born! And she is waiting for us in a hospital five hours away.… Continue reading The dream, the nightmare
They say things change when you get married. The gooey, over-the-top text messages. Holding hands. Wining and dining. Dressing up and curling your hair just for your man. I’m guilty as much as the next. But things also change for the better. You begin to look out for one another in a powerful way. You… Continue reading He’s my biggest fan
This guy. Oh man. Sunshine, guitar solo-serenades, that smile. He’s the bee’s knees, I tell you. The bee’s knees.
Honey Day happens every week, midweek, when both Honey Dude and I have the day off. In the first several months of our marriage, we took this day to adventure. We would hike or find a swimming hole. We’d garden or take a long bike ride to the park, with horseshoes in tow. But then… Continue reading Bringing back the Honey Day
Well it’s a first. An award! For blogging! Gosh it’s fun to be in this little blogosphere. Or should I say BIG blogosphere? There are so many wonderful writers out there taking on all sorts of fascinating topics, daily or bi-weekly, or perhaps whenever the urge beckons. My guess is that this is why the… Continue reading My first blog award!
Yesterday was our One Year Anniversary. It’s hard to believe twelve months have already passed since that blessed day in the Oregon countryside where we tied the knot, followed by a lovely barn party packed with our nearest and dearest. During our honeymoon, it was the people we gushed about most. We recalled the sweet… Continue reading 1st Anniversary Pie Party
As I was doing the dishes this morning, I smiled recalling the recent words Honey Dude shared with me. “You make me feel accomplished,” he’d said. The truth is, he is accomplished. He is driven in his job and, even more admirable, he’s a go-getter around the house, quick to start and finish jobs without… Continue reading The importance of building up
It’s Christmas eve and I’ve been enveloped in a cloud of love. It doesn’t even seem right to call them my in-laws, because being with them is so natural and right that I easily consider them family. No sub-category needed. And if there were no other gifts this year, I would complain not. For the… Continue reading The day Love came down to save us
I’m trying to soak up these baby-free days like it’s my last days on earth, or something. I’m not sure it’s the healthiest route. It says having children is a little bit like dying. And I guess that is the truth. That is how I view it. You see, I’ve led such a carefree life.… Continue reading Relentless love
Before I got married, I didn’t know that I missed my family so much. I was used to the independent run. After all, I’d left home at 18, moved west, and started doing my own thing… for thirteen years. My circle of friends became my family. Not because I had bad relations with my own,… Continue reading Blessed by family