The Sky was heavy with clouds. Hurricane Irma was predicted to make land fall in the next couple of days in the Southern part of our country. My heart was as heavy as the clouds in the sky. Even the steaming cup of coffee couldn't break through the heaviness. Grief was encamped in my soul. It slithered and snuck up when least expected. A headache gripped my being. I sat at the farmhouse table wrestling with the check book. My phone rang; a blocked caller. I declined the call. My farmer and son had come in to get out of the chill. I offered them little in comfort. A stove that ... View Post
It’s Turning; Changing
The weather is changing. Turning. I can feel it in the air. A thin crispness, that wasn't there before. Summer turning to Fall. The change is there. I am not ready for the seasons to turn! I feel like I haven't had summer. I have allowed way too many things to crowd our days and schedule. Things I thought were good for the kids. Yet here we are. The College Girl is back at school, the Dancer Girl begins her High School career. And I'm exhausted. Why and how does this happen? How do I allow myself to turn the Ordained into Stress. How do I create days with no margin? When will ... View Post
My Red Headed, Hot Tempered, Handsome Boy Would be 22 Today
Psalm 31:8 The LORD says, "I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you. He'd be 22 today. His Birthday. My red headed, hot tempered, handsome boy. The boy who made me a mom. The boy I prayed over as I had lost our previous baby. I wonder. I wonder what he'd be doing and what he'd be like. I am sure the rough edges would be softened. But these are not for me to know or experience. His journey was completed on July 28, 2013. Since then I have journeyed a road I did not ask for or pray for. I have walked in faith. I have ... View Post
A Song, A memory, A Hope
A song. A memory. Hope. It brings you back. To a moment; in time. I can see it clearly. My mom always had music playing. As a child we listened to music for Spring Cleaning, different music for regular cleaning. Music for a Sunday, music when the Holidays were upon us. All embedded in my memory. I now have my mom's stereo. A turntable, radio, cd player combination. As I cook dinner. . .as we get ready to send the college girl off , I hear a song. For a moment I am in my mom's house. I can smell, the smell of her clean home, I can hear the music, For a moment. It passes as ... View Post
Feeding Calves
A whole row of them. The number as high as 18. Calves. It's that time. They're not in their pens yet. We still need to build them. There's so much to be done. Each calf needs a bottle. 18 of them. 2 bottles a piece. We love to have helpers on the farm. We've had a lot of them lately. We're so short on help. So, I pitch in. (Sometimes I think they wish I would stay home. I can be a little needy.) It was hot and I was sweaty. The flies hovering and biting my ankles. That's the day I choose to feed calves. But it was beautiful too. That farm boy came out to ... View Post
A Time of Refreshing
The summer sky is unpredictable these days. The angry heavens pour down their wrath day after day. Haying is nearly impossible. Fields; sodden. Water gathers in the basement and swirls in the river. Yesterday and today there is a break in the pattern. The sun shines. Humidity; flees. We withdraw to our Happy place. Sun reflects off the fast, flowing river. The wind rustles the branches of the stately willow. This. This moment in time is refreshing. I try to hold on. I memorize the sounds and the feeling.| The youngest crawls onto my lap. She curls tightly in a ... View Post
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