Kara’s Collection: Words! Word! Words! And my news about more words!

Kara’s Collection: Words! Word! Words! And my news about more words!

From an article originally posted December 23, 2013…

What a fantastic weekend! Fire, kids, food, the zoo, dance party, and friends. We have truly celebrated and celebrated our great news. We have worn the kids out, danced their feet off, and truly given thanks for our good news. When we first heard, Ella had a half day and the others had a whole day. We ran up on Ella and rejoiced in the news of no new cancer in my brain. I could immediately see relief on her face. I know she was anxious about my brain. We all were. We went to lunch to celebrate! Food, I remember everything with food.

A Quiet Joy ~ Guest Post by Sara Cormany

A Quiet Joy ~ Guest Post by Sara Cormany

Every morning, she greets me—a quiet joy to meet the breaking of the night.

I peek through her door to see her little face peering over the edge of the crib. Sometimes bright and clear-eyed, waiting for the door to be opened wide. Sometimes a little punch drunk from the sudden snap of an interrupted slumber. But always met with her mama’s Hello, my love!

It is a greeting quickly answered with a half-cocked smile and little arms up as if to say, It’s time!

Kara’s Collection: It’s time to slow down

Kara’s Collection: It’s time to slow down

From an article originally posted December 22, 2013…

The fog is slowly fading, the stress lifting with each passing moment. My new medicine is giving me some crazy insomnia and hot flashes. I spend it all during the day, and I come to bed exhausted, but I am like a flaming inferno from the inside out. That’s no fun, but it’s my treatment plan, and I’ll take it.

A letter to the relationally broken

A letter to the relationally broken

To my friends who are suffering relationally, to those of you who feel rejected, alone, lonely. To those of you who have few or no friends, who have tried and tried to make friends but can’t seem to get there, to those who are stood up and cancelled on, who are never asked out on a coffee date. To those whose phones are painfully silent with no texts or calls coming through. To those who have realized that they aren’t loved like you thought, who have friends come into town without telling you or whose friends get together and leave you out, who can’t seem to make heart connections no matter how hard you try.