From an article originally posted November 11, 2013…
I miss one veteran today. One handsome, larger than life, lover of my heart, veteran named Homer Lakes. With a name like Homer, no middle name is necessary. My heart hurts at his lonely state, days spent in a nursing home, quiet and lonely. I wonder if the workers in the shift change have any idea how special this man is? Do people listen to his tall tales, do they know his generous heart?
From an article originally posted November 7, 2013…
There was a season of this journey I dreaded the mail. I struggled with the endless pile of bills. I worried over imaginary problems. I failed to see the truth of God’s provision of a good job, health insurance, and a husband that wasn’t anxious over these details. My faith was so weak, and I really struggled to see the care in God’s provision. Mostly, I struggled with huge guilt over the endless bills coming into our home. I felt guilty that my illness was straining our budget. My guy had a different perspective, he saw the great care, the ability to fight this terrible disease, and the need for each additional procedure.
From an article originally posted November 6, 2013…
We enjoyed every last minute in California. The kids giggled with cousins, and we talked and laughed with our siblings. They introduced us to their favorite cheap Mexican food, their favorite breakfast spot, and their favorite beaches. Disney will always have a special corner of my heart, the happy exhausted place, but the living near family was a gift. I grieved a little that it took us so long to make the trip. Fifteen years to be exact. Josh was Jason’s college roommate, he introduced him to his lovely little sister, and now his best friend is his brother. Isn’t that beautiful? It was so good to be with them last week.
From an article originally posted November 4, 2013…
Life is lived in tension. I have always wondered at the thrill of fear, but after experiencing Disneyland for the first time, I understand. Some dear friends, some strangers, and a volleyball team made it possible for us to sneak away this week. We played on the beach, we giggled endlessly with family, we enjoyed our grandparents, and we decided to spend two days in Disney. It was never on my radar of things to do, but after an oppressively hard month, we needed a break.
From an article originally posted October 29, 2013…
We hopped on a jet plane and decided to run away to visit family in San Diego for a time with our little people. When we heard that cancer had returned so quickly, we decided we needed time away. Time spent relishing our moments together. Time trying to exhale. Time spent trying to capture memories. We are all more tired than we admit, more needy of rest than we can comprehend.
