“Would you push me,” a first-grade boy said to my husband, Ed. “I won’t push you, but I’ll teach you how to swing,” Ed said. “But I can’t swing by myself.” “You can. I’ll show you.” The last few weeks we’ve looked at love, joy, peace, and patience. Now, let’s …
Hurricane Harvey hits Houston. Historic. Heartbreaking. Unprecedented. Unrelenting. Unbelievable. Epic. Catastrophic. Beyond imaginable. A nightmare. Words can hardly describe this unparalleled event–what people have experienced. Flooded streets. Impassable roads. Stranded men, women, and children. Animals seeking dry shelter. Over 1,700 miles away, there is little I can do. Except …
The blood orange slipped from my fingers, destined for my feet. I swooped it up off the floor, rinsed it, and continued peeling. Seconds later, it slipped out of my hand again. This time, I caught it against my leg before it made it to the ground. Hold on to …
When we bought our house, there was a broken terra cotta planter on the hillside in our back yard. A good sized piece was lying next to the damaged pot. My first thought … repurpose. I tend to save everything, thinking I might be able to use it one day. …