Expressions of gratitude are something that I see a lot more of on Facebook these days. A few of my friends post from their gratitude journals each day, reminders of the small things they are grateful for—bluebonnets (a Texas luxury seen on every roadside in April), creative smiling children, an…

     One of the many strange layers Michael and I find ourselves living into right now is the fact we aren’t in the minority anymore when listening in to CMC services from afar… Even though I’m working from home and we’re trying to stay on our property as much…

I know the stories I tell myself matter. Reality is one thing and then the meaning I make often miles away from that reality. Our little family (working parents, three kids–five, two, and six weeks old) went from a full life of schedule, routine (school, work, daycare, weekends, repeat) to…

Based on March 20 journal notes (I forced myself from my warm bed to scribble these thoughts, to not lose them in sleep) It is odd to be a potential mortal threat to family, friends, and strangers, and for them to be the same to me.  My taxes regularly buy…