After volunteering at the school library the other day (and living out my life-long fantasy of being a school librarian…), I still had 30 minutes before school was out, so I popped over to our neighborhood coffee shop across the street to drink tea and read for a bit. When I came outside with my drink, I noticed a mom from the school also sitting on the porch, hard at work. I had a pang of guilt—what am I doing here drinking $4 tea that we really can’t afford and reading my just-for-fun book while mamas like this are doing actual work-work?
Kara's Collection: To love like Mannymickey
from an article originally posted February 24, 2015...
I seriously cannot stop raving about Mickey. Or Nanny Mickey, as she is affectionately known. Mannymickey to my toddler. She is a woman who knows how to love and love instantly. The first time I met her, she made me feel like we were old friends. She noticed me, made me feel seen, and pursued me so I could be known. Oh, my stars; her love is a balm to my motherless heart.
Looking for rest in the busy fall...
Folks talk about the lazy days of summer, but this year, I’m experiencing the lazy days of fall. Well, maybe not exactly lazy, but quiet and slow. Usually fall feels like the start of something new to me—school, a new season, anticipating winter and Christmas, getting into a new groove of a new schedule. But in the spirit of pursuing rest, I’ve had a reset this year.
Kara's Collection: Heaven Bound
from an article originally posted February 19, 2015...
I always tell people that Kara and my son have a very special friendship. Which kind of makes me laugh, because I think Kara has very special friendships with everyone. You can’t be her friend and not feel extra special for it. But Von and Kara do love each other richly and speak each other’s language.
Kara's Collection: Heavenly Relationships ~ Guest Post by Blythe Hunt
from an article originally posted February 12, 2015...
A new friend and I were having coffee when I referenced my sisters, how sad I am that they live far away and how close we are. She admitted to a twinge in her heart—she wishes she and her sister could be closer, that her sister were kinder, that they knew how to connect better. I smiled sadly—I wish every woman could have sisters like mine!
