Category: Memoir
With Each Passing Moment
The first winter and spring of living in Oklahoma have trickled away. I say spring, even though it’s still only May, partly because it’s half-way through, and partly because most of the winter was so mild it felt more like spring then winter. Not all the winter was mild. We had snowfall one weekend in… Read More With Each Passing Moment
Day By Day
For those who may have been wondering what I have been about this summer since it obviously has not been writing, here is a post about my move to Oklahoma. Here I am at my new house. No, I don’t have any pictures of the piles of boxes that I’ve been unpacking for my main… Read More Day By Day
Scary Dogs
A friend was telling me about her baby who doesn’t like loud noises. When he hears something loud, he will start making worried sounds and look at her. She assures him it’s okay. Sometimes that helps, and sometimes he decides it can’t be, really. He has been okay with dogs until recently. On a walk,… Read More Scary Dogs
Recorded
Recently the classroom I work in had a crew in, taking video footage to use in a training project. We were outfitted in microphones to wear while they were visiting. I wasn’t under the lens the entire time, but it was odd walking around with a microphone. I could only assume it was recording the… Read More Recorded
The Hippo Means Wide
This summer I was involved in a kids’ Bible program at the park. We were working on Matthew 7:13-14, “Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction and those who enter by it are many. For the gate is narrow and the way is… Read More The Hippo Means Wide
Psalm 139:17-18
Wow, how much could I say about this, my God who never forgets, never puts me out of His mind despite the times I fail to think of Him. Just thinking of heaps of sand on miles of beaches and deserts is impressive, but there is another visual that sticks with me even more vividly.… Read More Psalm 139:17-18
Backpacking
When I was sixteen, I was a camper at Outdoor Week. One could pick either a week of backpacking or a week of canoeing, and I picked backpacking. Knowing it would be hard work, I prepared by loading up a backpack we had at home with books and taking walks with it throughout the spring.… Read More Backpacking
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