I decided to pick out a cd for the week.  On Monday, I asked my son James if I could borrow a Gungor cd, and he suggested {Beautiful Things}.  My thoughts in doing this: I spend a while in the car each day, why not listen to something uplifting? Gungor albums are thematic, which I … More song of the week

Looking at the title of this entry, you might be thinking I’m referencing the song.  While I am writing of someone I used to know, I’m not writing about the song.  The song we seem to constantly hear on the radio.  The song my daughter and I previously really liked, yet now, thanks to radio … More somebody that I used to know

Yesterday…… I gave a drunk woman a ride.  She flagged me down in my work parking lot.  She said she’d had hip surgery and couldn’t walk the few blocks home.  I asked a coworker to ride along.  She smelled of alcohol. A young man was shot across the street from our home.  He died shortly … More surreal kinda day

When I was young, my mother had a subscription to Architectural Digest.  Though our home was nice, comfortable, and definitely my mother’s style, it was nothing like the homes in the magazine.  But, an art teacher friend of my dad recommended it for her, and she began to receive.  The other day, I checked out … More about the Bauhaus……….and failure

If you follow my blog, you know I’m working through Common Prayer this year.  Conversely, if you don’t follow my blog, you now know I’m working…….. Discipline can be a pooper.  Repetition can lead to blah.  But it can also be rewarding, fulfilling and often, it can teach you something.  On Friday, the entry in … More speaks.to.me

My mother proposed marriage to my father in a car, in front of the record store his parents owned.  The record store was in a little town called Pawhuska that was part of various Oklahoma oil booms through the years.  If you like The Pioneer Woman, which I really hope you do [because she’s great], … More happy record store day!

the failure of hopes or expectations to manifest The hardest part about parenting is the disappointment.  One of the hardest parts of wifing [I think I just created a new word] is dealing with the disappointments.  I’m not writing of the disappointment caused by our children or spouse, but walking through the disappointment they face, … More {disappointment}

A Place Only You Can Go [click on the title to hear the song] Pain is alive in a broken heartThe past never does go awayWe were born to love And we’re born to payThe price for our mistakes Grace, she comes with a heavy loadMemories, they can’t be erasedLike a pill I swallow, he … More {a place only}

I can begin.  Right now.  Today.  I left Christ Church Cathedral this morning, ready to start anew.That’s what I received from my.lenten.experiment.  The hope of a new beginning.  An opportunity.For years and years, I’ve thought about Easter in terms of salvation.  The replacement of the sacrificial system.  That Jesus made a way.  Which is, I … More {in.conclusion}

I am now the mother of a boy who is taller than me and stronger than me.  I can’t pick him up and carry him anymore.  He’s 17 and almost old enough to register with Selective Service.  And though he’s: A normal boy.A brilliant boy.A college-bound boy.A sweet boy. He’s not:A black boy. The above … More [mom.of.a.boy]