Tag: Christmas
Immanuel
Over one thousand days ago I sat down with a calculator, a piece of paper, a pencil and a bruised heart. We were in the middle of the toughest days we had known to date. Our post-adoption journey was difficult, and though I trusted that God was walking with us through the fires of trauma …
merry and bright
Last year? Last year we skipped her preschool Christmas program because last year? It would have been too much. Just. Too. Much. She would not have been able to process the amount of sensory input flooding her system. She would have freaked out to be completely off of the “normal” schedule associated with a day …
When what you think you want under the tree is a tranquilizer gun…
You don’t. I promise. I know this because I recently thought to myself, “maybe I should ask for a tranquilizer gun for Christmas…” Not a BIG one. Just a tiny little thing. But enough to knock out maybe let’s say, someone in the 35-60 pound range. Because… Day One of vacation is under way, and …
It’s not my party {so I’ll cry}
I’m torn, y’all. Torn between the past I know my daughter has, and wanting to pretend that the past doesn’t exist in that way. It’s a tough thing for a girl who loves history; I majored in it and taught it… it’s a legitimate passion! History can be rough. The tendency of all people is …
finding JOY
This morning, I had had it. You know, when you reach the point where you are just tired trying to do it all yourself? I was there. Actually, I’ve been there for a few days. The solution? Time with my best Friend. He’s not the kind of friend that will tell me I’m awesome just …
nativity
Matt and I have been wanting to get a nativity set for our house for as long as we’ve been married. We finally decided which set we wanted to start collecting, and realized, “if we collect an “adult” set before we have a “kids” set, the “adult” set is likely to be manhandled and damaged. So, …
pieces of memories
It’s December 26th. The birthday of Sarah Frances (a friend), and the day after Christmas. I already am forgetting what happened yesterday, so this is just pieces of what I remember, and what I would like to remember. * When we decorated our “happy birthday Jesus” cake, Rachel said, “oh, we gotta take it to …
the joys of doing a service project with kids
This year, my little girl, Rachel, will turn exactly 2 1/2 on Christmas Eve. She’s beginning to understand a lot more, so we made a decision that this year we would focus with her more on what Christmas is actually about. Not the toys, the gifts, the food etc…, but the meaning behind it all. …
