These Moments are Almost Over

The other night I rushed my baby girl to bed. I rocked her in the rocking chair a little more swiftly than normal. I hoped she would go for nursing on only one side, rather than both. I sang, I hushed, I did everything I could do to get her to relax and go toContinue reading “These Moments are Almost Over”

It Doesn’t Have to Be Good

Just Good Enough. I’ve held back. Day after day, week after week, month after month. Seven years later, I’ve still held back. We were walking a river trail in our new town, our 6th “New Town” in seven years of marriage. The homes, jobs, and cities have all changed, and yet these walks have remainedContinue reading “It Doesn’t Have to Be Good”