I am here. Despite the plague having hit our house hard over the last week and a half, I am here. I may be buried under no less than nineteen loads of dirty towels, sheets, pajamas, and pillowcases… but I am here. And you know what? While I wasn’t here, but rather swimming in the
By Stuart “Concealed in the world we have is a world greater than we can imagine”- Mark Helprin from In Sunlight and in Shadow (here). I thought I had been quite clever and come up with something original. Turns out my suspicions are correct and I am not as clever as I sometimes think I
Oh man. You know those days? Those days? The days that, despite the biblical truths one knows and believes and loves, get the better of you? Y’all. I’m there. I’m theeeeere. My gang… my gang is cute as ever, aren’t they? You know what else they are? Agitating. Poopy. Fussy. Disobedience. And all-consuming. Like emotional leeches.
Life…it’s meant to be good. I’d like to say I was better at this, but frankly, it’s a huge struggle for me. “This” meaning being okay with the mess of life, that is. Today, I begged a cleaning company to venture out to the farm to scrub only God knows what out of my showers and