Monthly Archives: July 2012


“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.”
-Charles de Lint

Have you ever felt truly connected to a person, time, or place? It is a deeply rooted feeling of synchronicity that is often hard to explain, but you “just know”. Perhaps you read a story, and you empathize with a character because you’ve been her. Perhaps it’s a picture in which, when you look beyond the surface image, you see yourself. Maybe you’ve sat watching a movie wondering if the writer somehow knew your secrets.

And then there are other occasions, which seem to happen almost as if by chance. They are surreal, in the moment and serendipitous in retrospect. These are the moments when you are left to marvel at the careful orchestration of events that led you here, when they could have unfolded in so many other ways.

We exist in an interconnected and beautiful story, full of missed opportunities and second chances. Though our journey may be wrought with detours, these obstacles are not merely to challenge us, but rather intended to redirect us back to our part in the story. It is a redemptive story, in which we emerge victorious.

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Posted by on July 25, 2012 in Uncategorized


Parting Thoughts

I have been trying to prepare myself for this coming weekend. My girls will be going away with their grandparents to meet up with their dad, and their aunt, uncle and cousin, for 7 days. I think the longest we have been apart is 4 days and that was still in the same state and for a business trip.

As my youngest put it yesterday, from the back seat of the car, “It’s bittersweet. We get to spend time with dad, but we have to leave you for lots of days.” And so it goes in the life of a family separated by divorce and 1300 miles …

The great thing about being their mother, more than anything else I have ever done or will ever do in this lifetime, is the intense bond I have built with my daughters. There is nothing like it. It is full of extreme highs and tedious lows, but we live and we learn and we continue to love through it all.

When you are used to being their day-to-day confidante, cheerleader, provider, mentor, boo-boo kisser, cuddle bug, and prayer warrior, you worry about all their needs being met when you’re not there to do it. It requires an enormous amount of faith and trust in those to whom you are giving them over, because you will validate and forever argue that “mama knows best”.

My girls are about to have a terrific vacation and make many wonderful memories. And while we might be apart physically, they are always in my heart and I know they will carry me in theirs.

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Posted by on July 18, 2012 in Uncategorized


Children at Play

I think every one of us ought to have the “Slow, Children at Play” sign prominently displayed either in our rear view mirror, bathroom mirror, or on the front door – wherever you look when you rush through your day onto whatever you think is so importantly waiting for you. Children know how to handle time; how to mold it and shape it to their whimsy and imagination. They teach us that the only way to travel is slowly.

Time is sacred. It ages us, infusing in us wisdom and beauty. Each day is a blessing full of precious moments strung together. Some days I’m afraid of what I will miss if I blink.

“Remind me each day
That the race is not always to the swift;
That there is more to life
Than increasing its speed.
Let me look upward
Into the branches of the towering oak
And know that it grew great and strong
Because it grew slowly and well.
Slow me down, Lord,
And inspire me to send my roots deep
Into the soil of life’s enduring values
That I may grow toward the stars
Of my greater destiny.”
~ excerpt from Wilferd A. Peterson Slow Me Down Lord

Posted by on July 11, 2012 in Uncategorized


Natural Instinct

It has been a very exciting week at our house! Three eggs were laid by a robin just outside our laundry room window and we have had the privilege to watch all three baby birds hatch!

Both of my daughters are so intrigued to watch each new day’s development. The nest is the first thing they check when they wake up each morning. My oldest daughter began creating documentary videos to capture every step.

We have watched each of the three baby birds hatch and be immediately attended to by their mother. She snuggles down into the nest to keep her babies safe and warm. She leaves to gather food, but stays close by to monitor the nest. She feeds each baby one at a time, and nudges them affectionately.

As my oldest so wisely observed, “It’s amazing how the mama bird just knows how to care for her babies!”

Yes, it certainly is. We “mama birds” are good like that!

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Posted by on July 4, 2012 in Uncategorized

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