It's all over the news. The death of 5 teens. Tragic. Heart breaking. I relive the night of Elijah's death. My heart aches for these families. Friends. Relatives. So much loss. So much pain. It feels senseless and overwhelming. A hurricane bashes a tired nation. Presidential candidates mock the very fabric of our nation. The destruction wreaked by one car on an interstate. I close the door. I turn and walk out of my parents home. Possibly for the last time. I can not stop the sobs that wrack my body. So much loss. So much devastation. How can you be immune? How can you ... View Post
Want to Celebrate? It’s Been a Year!
It's been a year! It's been a year since we officially hosted our first guest in our Davis Farm Guest House. Since then we have met some amazing new friends. Hosted folks from all over this country and the world! There have been times when we wondered if we should keep at it. There were no bookings. There seemed to be stretches of time when all seemed so silent. Success is not measured by the position one has reached in life, rather by the obstacles one overcomes while trying to succeed -Booker T Washington We have been reminded to pray. To remember that this is not our ... View Post
Do You Really Trust He Will?
I trust God. Trusting God has been part of my life as along as I remember. Yielding. Each moment. Routine. Grace. Now. It's the trusting that he will, that is hard. I know he can. But will he? This is a struggle. This is how my life is impacted by the loss of a son. I have new family dynamics. Who is the Oldest? The second born? The Youngest boy is now the Oldest boy; and is so messed up and painful and hard. It's messy and dirty and loud and heart wrenching. I can't sort it out or make it make sense. And each time I lean in to trust there's a piece of me that says he ... View Post
The Recipe for a Perfect Storm
I spewed before I listened. Hot, spicy words came flying out. I was angry. There are clothes everywhere. Furniture broken. Furniture moved. Furniture in the hallway. Furniture in a closet. Furniture where it doesn't belong. Rooms that I had decorated and cleaned and arranged; now the way they want them. Not the way they were. And I lose it. The homeschooling books are still out, the science experiment, still on the counter. There is laundry piled high from too many clothes and the cleaning out the rooms. The youngest; angry, throws markers every where and stomps off in a ... View Post
Home Schooling Eve!
It's Home Schooling Eve! We're sharpening pencils. Wooden Number 2 pencils. . . mind you. Making lists. Fine tuning the last minute preparations. This our 10th year Home schooling! It has been quite a journey. Why do we Home School you ask? Well. We're not your typical Home Schooling Family. We mostly Home School because it's convenient. Our oldest went to college and Home Schooling was a great option to be able to go visit her. Middle School years are tricky. That might be another reason. Our youngest farm boy has never really connected well with school. That might ... View Post
Letting Go
Right from the beginning. The separation starts. The umbilical cord; cut. Beautiful and tragic all in the same moment. Letting go. Forced. Birth. A process. A cathartic event. Bringing life. Yet the beginning of the journey home. Pulling. Tugging. Letting go. Life brought forth. Constant letting go. Weaning. Walking. And then a run. A run through Elementary, Middle and then High School. Letting go. Until you find yourself in the audience at Commencement. You wonder where the time has gone? How have you arrived at this place? Letting go. College. Here she is. My ... View Post
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