Becoming whole through family life. Desserts help.
In fact, I asked it this morning after I thought I had asked my kids a simple question. The next thing I knew the conversation had unraveled into the kids competing for the best joke. At first I enjoyed the ride, laughing along, but then I realized no answer to my question was coming. And then I realized my poor old brain had completely forgotten the question. As of now, I still don’t remember the question. Like Kari the babysitter in the movie, The Incredibles, I wish my parents played Mozart when I slept because half the time I don’t even know what the heck anyone’s talking about!
With a two-job-working husband, three baseball playing sons at home, a journalist daughter at college, a rescued dog named Freedom, and an ornery fat cat named Leon, I know confusion. From piles of laundry to double digit relocations, sleepless baby nights to disaster deployments, grueling teen schedules to crushing debt, we’ve faced so much. Like I know you have.
This blog is for anyone who is frustrated and wants to be reassured.
By nature, I like order and solving problems. Nothing makes me happier than drawing up a plan for the day and following it to the T. But I also don’t like being confined, conforming, or following blindly. I’m just as likely to ditch a plan as I am to make one.
This blog is for anyone who holds conflicting traits and wants to find peace.
While I drown in details, I thrive on the big picture. There I find principles to live by, stories to stir my imagination, music to sooth, and ideas to fuel my passion for life. In the big picture I find priorities to help order my time, choose wisely, and avoid buying into unrealistic expectations.
This blog is for anyone who is eager to cut through the mud.
My family and I are at our best when we enjoy each other’s company in simple ways, invite good and quirky people into our lives, and hold each other accountable for reaching our goals. Personally, I’m at my best when I’m making a meal for a crowd, clapping and whistling loudly at a baseball game, helping someone in their time of need, or laughing out loud.
This blog is for anyone who wants to be my guest and feel at home.
I wish I could serve you a hot coffee, a sweet lemonade, or a cold beer. Thankfully we can meet online and I can share my experience with the hope of sparing you some grief, or at least make you smile. And I won’t presume to tell anyone what to do or who to be. Hope you find that a relief. I want and promise to pray for your ultimate peace and happiness.
This blog is for anyone who wants to be treated with respect and kindness.
Life is full of chaos, a mishmash of suffering and happiness. You are not alone. God loves us and we can love each other as neighbors. Each of us has something special and vitally important to share. That, thanks goodness, is clear.
PS…. This sticky post is a reminder, like the wreath on my door, that you are always welcome.