Friday, April 22, 2011


 If you look closely...

You can see the Easter bunny came a few days early.

Usually, when Brad tells me "You have to come see the yard!" it means one of two things:
1. the dog did something bad or funny while we were sleeping
2. we had visitors to our front yard

This is, by far, the nicest thing that's ever been left behind.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011


I have not fallen off the face of the earth. But somehow, the hours in my day seem to.

Anyone else feel that way?! I hope I'm not alone in that...

Between finishing out the work-school year and the master's-school year and track practice and spending time with Brad and VBS planning and playing with the dog and catching up with my family and keeping the house remotely clean and track meets and other miscellaneous things that come up... my day is pretty much full before I even have time to think about blogging.

But I am blessed with an amazing partner, grateful to have a job, happy to be able to afford graduate school (no loans!), delighted to get to spend time with super-cool kiddos outside of the classroom and see them succeed, enjoying pet ownership (though my hoses are not :(!), pleased to have a home, excited to use my talents for church kids, and thankful to be loved by so many people. I am blessed with a beautifully full life.

I'll be back, sooner or later. After a month of blogging every day, I do miss it. A lot. But right now I need to focus on what needs to be done right now. 

Life may be busy, but life is good.

Friday, April 1, 2011

slice of life: the end

(This will be a fairly short reflection, as I'm readying myself for three hours of class tonight and a full day tomorrow. Ugh. I hope that soon I'll be able to make the time to reflect a little more on where I go from here.)

It's the end. I "sliced" 31/31 days this month - plus some additional posts here and there, 35 total.

In the beginning, I honestly didn't know if I'd make it all the way. It was a challenge many days.

The challenge provoked a sense of confidence in my writing that I didn't know was possible - thanks to comments from family and friends and "strangers" who read and supported me for the past 31 days.

I still don't quite see myself as a writer, necessarily. Some days I do, others I don't. But this is a start. And some small part of me is beginning to betray my doubts and think that maybe, just maybe, I can do it.