I am staring at a wheelbarrow in our backyard while Harper is upstairs playing the French Horn. The wheelbarrow is red and the color is charming, and it is filled with split wood for the fire pit, and Harper isn’t playing her French Horn, she is stomping and screaming and destroying her room because she cannot play the French Horn…. View Post

I have a friend who is going to have a baby this summer, and I’m trying to think of something to get her. I wish I could blame my lack of gift giving knowledge on the fact that my girls are 12 and 14, but I’ve never been the mother who actually knows what is useful in regards to the… View Post

Here is a devotion I wrote for Lent. It is based on Psalm 25. To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul. O my God, in you I trust; do not let me be put to shame; do not let my enemies exult over me. Do not let those who wait for you be put to shame; let them… View Post

Today’s Word of the Day, according the email I receive from Merriam-Webster, is “durable.” It means, “able to exist for a long time without significant deterioration.” Durable comes from the Latin verb, “durare,” which means, “to last.” In English, it’s an adjective. Since its meaning is used in two different parts of speech, one could conclude that durable is something… View Post

I don’t know the people on our street well, or at all, really. I should, I know this. I’m a terrible person probably, and I won’t try to defend my lack of neighborly prowess. Three women though, whose names I do not know have brought me a subtle joy throughout the years we’ve called Ann Arbor our home. (It makes… View Post