Milking is finished. The cows are heading to pasture. It is unseasonably warm. (with NO humidity!) A glorious sunrise. Hot coffee. The Ancient word. Taking time to - Stop And thank God for: This sunrise the beautiful weather (and NO hudimity!) lots of coffee A slower day grace for the journey friendship new adventures music learning in the struggle fall baking did I mention coffee? farm table visits new employees warm breeze Sheets on the line and coffee May your day be filled with immeasurable grace. Attempt to ... View Post
She Wore Her Brother’s Cap and Gown
She wore her brothers cap and gown. The same cap he threw into the air, 2 years ago. The same cap I asked him to go back in to get. It was unique. He would be able to find it. I just wanted that cap. The cap and gown I would display at his wake just 40 days later. She wrapped herself in his gown. And wore his cap. She walked to the tune of graduation, hope and future wrapped in his gown. The cap, forever announcing 2013. The year everything changed. With out so much as a deep breathe ... View Post
Are You Thirsty?
The day is warm. Sunshine streaming through fluffy white clouds. We head to the river. My happy place. We're headed to celebrate; New life. Hope. Promises and Covenants. That sweet next to the youngest farm girl is entering the waters of baptism. She's shaking off the old. Stepping into the new. The life that isn't promised to be easy. The life where knee is bowed and hands lifted high. A life built on truth, hope and certainty. The truth that she has already had to wrestle to the ... View Post
Stepping Forward; It’s Been 2 years
I want to stand in front of the pole And will it to not be. As if being there at the time of the accident could stop it from happening. I stare at the pole. Someone has so lovingly mowed this area and planted flowers. The knowledge that someone else remembers fills my aching soul. It is now 2 years since our boy walked this earth. 2 years of walking a path that is rough and ragged. This time has been filled with life - full, and moving on. Some days the moving on is so deeply painful. It takes all I am to ... View Post
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