I'm just trying to walk myself home.
Browsing Tag
Cold weather makes for lonelier walking paths and on our latest foray into the woods, on the first weekend of Advent, I let the boys get ahead of me on the trail. Autumn is now almost gone. The bare branches of the trees and the quiet trails work together to calm my soul. Simple beauty …
Today would have been my precious Grandmother’s 90th birthday. In memory of her, I wanted to share this fun story I wrote about her 20 years ago. She had just remarried her high school sweetheart after being reunited with him at her 50th high school reunion. She had been a widow for 16 years, so …
photo by Jacob Slaton Do you remember the first time you ever flew on an airplane? When you first felt the now everyday miracle of accelerating down the runway and then the nose of the aircraft lifting up into the air? Just like that. All of a sudden, you are flying. Houses below you become …
Happy Easter! Today we will miss my sweet Grandmother so much. She always met us at the door at church to say HE IS RISEN! and then waited for our reply, HE IS RISEN INDEED! She (on the left) and my other grandmother wore silly Easter bonnets last year that they made at Woodland …
I haven’t done a What I Wore Wednesday post since before my Grandmother died at the beginning of December. I think that might partly be because my Grandmother was one of the only people in the world who cared whether or not I showed up for all of life in jeans and a t-shirt. Actually …
My beautiful grandmother went home home to be with Jesus last Saturday. And though I earnestly prayed all last week that she might be released from her earthly body, I have found that with each day that dawns, the world seems darker without her in it. Today we will bury her and say goodbye. We …
As I write this morning, my Grandmother, who is the queen of the world in my heart, is fading from us. She is taking her last breaths on this earth, and every one seems more labored than the last. Yesterday at church, on this first Sunday of Advent, I sang Angels We Have Heard On …
My grandmother has been making these rolls since I was tiny. And her grandmother before her. My mom and my sister have made a few changes to this recipe over the years, so I have noted where we all differ. They also have the rising and baking down to a science. My mom can even …
For as long as I can remember, we’ve been making the same birthday cake in my family. We call it Grandmother’s Chocolate Cake. It is a buttermilk chocolate sheet cake with a pecan fudge icing. You serve it with vanilla ice cream. It is even more perfect if you also have a cup of coffee. …
My grandmother and Simon are both Junebugs. They turned 6 and 89 last week, so they shared a birthday cake at Sunday lunch at my parents. We partied all day on Sunday because we were also saying Goodbye to our exchange student, Vitara, who began her long journey back to Indonesia yesterday. My grandmother played …
I’ve been trying to spare everyone the “my-baby-started-kindergarten” mommyblogger post, so I’ve been quiet about school starting. We are in year round school with a four to five week summer so everyone but Cole started back last Wednesday, including Simon. My grandmother also went into the hospital last Wednesday, so I found myself running up …
At the end of July we had a homemade ice cream party at the apartments behind our church. A big old fashioned ice cream social. It was all kinds of fun, and the ice cream was definitely the highlight. Before the event Daddy and I were making our ice cream together at my house on …
In the past few weeks my precious grandmother has moved in with my mom and my aunt in Nashville. She’s going to split time between here and Tennessee because if there’s one thing my grandmother does not mind, it is a change of scenery now and then. In fact, her eyes light up when someone …