in pursuit of wild things

I knew this day would come...eventually. I wasn't expecting it to occur this week. Then again, I'm not so sure why not. I'm being a tad bit dramatic but son number two is now taller than me. My husband officially... Continue Reading →

Life's pace is unrelenting. It does not wait or pause. Summer is bleeding into autumn. The days have slipped through my fingers. There are a few decisive moments that root time but the rest escapes me like smoke in the... Continue Reading →

Littlest finished his second-grade language arts curriculum today. Tomorrow we will roll right into his third-grade book. I’m not so sure about the reader. It looks far too easy for him. The stories look so innocent too. For a kid... Continue Reading →

The morning started out very gray and misty. By the time we left the therapy office the sky was clear and sunny. Later, while reading through essays and grading math I heard the rain pour down. Of course, the sun... Continue Reading →

Our birds have left and so the worst of summer is arrived. I noticed their departure sometime after the fourth of July. There is this brief moment of summertime evenings when the purple martins come in for the evening and... Continue Reading →

I've suffered a bit over this blog and what to write about. My first blog (no longer on the web) was how I worked through some personal trauma. It was a dialogue between myself, my shadow and my God. I... Continue Reading →

April went by in a flash. We celebrated our fifteen year anniversary on the first. Fifteen years. This relationship is the longest, unbroken event of my life. Obviously, I've known my parents longer but did not live with them over... Continue Reading →