Category: The Valley
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Cutting Blueberries
Tiny, chubby hands slammed a high-chair tray lathered with smashed bananas and yogurt. I worked frantically to keep my own breakfast from burning, racing back and forth from a skillet of scrambled eggs to the table where I could break off bite-sized bits of blueberry for my baby boy. But…
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A Backslash on our Christmas Card
It was November 3 — a Monday. A cool breeze coursed through the air and the neighborhood smorgasbord of Michael Myers statues and 12-foot skeletons were replaced by holly jolly blow-up reindeer. Bright yellow bulbs lined the rooftops and the faint whispers of Christmas spirit warmed our weary hearts. My…
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Eulogy for the Cameraman
In the hours after my sweet Papaw’s passing, we knew we needed a quick way to get the word out. Nana asked me to compose a very brief post that I could share to all 5,000 of his Facebook friends. But in no time at all, that post was no…
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Twenty-Seven Today
(Disclaimer: In a perfect world I would have posted this last night, thereby justifying the choice of title, but seeing as though it is one day later and I am still 27, I decided to keep it. Read on.) I made a sticky-note wishlist of my ideal birthday agenda: it…
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Still
The early November air was still that morning, almost as if all the earth around us was holding its breath. Dad slid open the bedroom door and I rose to meet his gaze. “Is she still with us?” I whispered. But the way he held out his arms let me know she…
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Molded by Motherhood
It’s the longest and shortest years of your life, they say. Somehow marked by mundane repetition of rhythms and routines and yet, strangely, awakened to new magic every morning. The beautiful, messy chaos of life with littles. And I’m only a few months in. It might be fun, someday, to…
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We Got to Church Early
Despite a 10:30 start time, being early to church isn’t as easy as you may think. There’s of course the end-of-week sleepies that make your bed seem comfier than ever before. Plus the social burnout — going early means talking to people, and I’ve been talking to people all week.…
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A Scary World, A Saving God
The sun is casting its crisp autumn glow across the world outside my window. My pajamas are on, despite it being not quite 8 PM, and I’m cozy against a multi-pillow mountain while a pumpkin pecan candle wafts its fallish fragrance through the house. SIKE! How could I ever relax…
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Loving Lately
It’s quite possible that last week’s post came across a bit…dismal. I basically ended with the promise to think about sad things more. And while I do want to grow in acknowledging hardship and running to the Lord in prayer, that doesn’t mean there’s not room to celebrate the good.…
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Writing Again
An email popped up from this trendy little long-abandoned blogsite. Subject line: Writing Prompt. Message Text: What are your top ten favorite movies? I sighed. That’s not really a writing prompt. I’m also not really a movie person. My fatal flaw is that I don’t like to watch anything I…
House on the Rock 