Becoming an author…or a mother (in every new or repeated season of it)…growing, into anything really…it comes with tension. {insert 3 year old war cry for independence here} Atleast that’s what it sounds like at my house. Or, if I dig down deeper I’d tell you it looks like fear, worry and doubts, ugly cries that threaten breath, and bursts of laughter too far in between. The tension between “push”.. Read More
It was a campfire kind of night at our house last night. It’s a little crazy with the buzz of excitement for a while and then we settle in. (Yeah right.) As long as that fire is going, the buzz is strong. You might have been imagining something quiet or calm if you only saw the photo. Nope. Imagine loud, and me on high alert until that fire was out… Read More
The giants were forming their battle lines and a lone warrior stepped out to meet them. Stepped out to defeat them.