It's been another spin around the sun for my farmer. 65 to be exact. A celebration. We mark time. Grateful. Trusting for each moment. I don't always do those moments well. I'm trying. To live present. Embrace the now. In joy. Having eyes to see what is right in front of me. It's so easy to miss the beauty. It's so easy to get caught in the race of hurry and miss that which is right in front of you. Moments matter. Insignificant moments are important. Some day those moments may be all you have. So we're celebrating my farmer. Grateful for the time we ... View Post
How Would She Have Known?
How would she have known- that mom at the store? How would she have known that her red headed boy pushing that cart reminded me of my own. Memories of grocery shopping trips flood my mind. The time I knocked over a whole display of Queso? What's up with those flimsy, cardboard displays anyway? How can you maneuver 5 kids, a cart and myself through the store, around those displays? I think of the time I almost left the cart and took the kids out. . . Oh, wait, I did do that. Left the whole cart and apologized to the cashier. I loaded those kids into the car and sat behind the steering ... View Post
Winter Storm
The wind whipped, snow swirled. A real snow storm. Winter Storm. We stoked the outdoor fires and turned on the indoor soapstone. So grateful for home during a storm. Soup simmered on the stove. Banana bread baked. Anything to try to keep this old farmhouse warm. I sat in the dark and quiet. I listened to the sounds of the winter storm. The rattling windows, the wind in the trees, the plow making its rounds. The cows will stay in tonight and my farmer will wake in the night to check on everyone. He'll make sure the fires are hot and then, only then will he crawl back ... View Post
Farmhouse Musings
Soup simmers on the stove. The weather is mild. No sunshine. But no chilling wind either. I hang the sheets in hopes they will dry. A friends daughter was here so I could help her with her school work The table is littered with tax work and book work. There is laundry to fold. And I want to hold tightly to these moments. I want to slow down. I want to sit with the here and now. I want to count every moment holy. I want to be content in all things. Content with the messy table and dishes still to wash. Not wanting something else, not longing for something that is not mine to ... View Post
Thankful Journal, 30 Days of Thankfulness, Day 18
On a whim, I sign up for an on line study. 1,000 Gifts by Ann Voskamp. A thankful journal. This was a few weeks ago. I have read the book and began counting my way to 1,000 - years ago. I start the study. It takes me most of the day to listen to the teaching. Most of it I have heard, or read. I find it refreshing. Naming the gifts we are thankful for. For 7 years I have recorded those gifts through the month of November, right here on this blog. Tonight. I wonder. When did I begin this naming journey? For a few moments I wonder. I head to the shelf for my 1,000 Gifts ... View Post
Letting Go, 30 Days of Thankfulness, Day 10
I've begun the process of letting go. The hard work of looking at things and letting them go. You see for years I've held on to everything. Afraid to let it go. I might need it. It might trigger a good memory. It's. all. I. have. In quick succession I lost my past and my future. While I was reconciling my past (my mom). God called part of the future home (son). And I got stuck in that place. He almost allowed the present (my farmer) to be gone too. And in the grief walk process I held on to things, clinging to what has been and that which will never be. The "stuff" is ... View Post
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