This post should actually be called “How Losing Control Turned Me Granola”. But that’s too long. So we’ll just blame India.…
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It’s a long way down from our little town to, really, anywhere else. It only takes an hour to reach the city at the base of the mountain, but it is the longest, winding,…
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Yesterday was not a good day, folks. You know it’s bad when I’m sneaking to the kitchen for spoonful’s of marshmallow fluff sent recently from abroad. On my third cup of coffee (mixed with…
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Our little mountainside town is all but abandoned for the winter. Schools have closed for two months, houses are locked and empty, and many shops are closed until sun comes up in a warmer…
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Yesterday, in case we hadn’t had enough of the mountain monkey overpopulation, we had an hour long adventure that began with our neighbor K calling my phone from downstairs and saying breathlessly, “Make sure…
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It’s October, that magical time of year that makes thousands flock from the planes to our town to hike rocky paths, see the snow-capped peaks nearby, and drink steaming chai in cool fall air…
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The last time I posted was three days before our daughter’s birth over three months ago. Ha!… Our weeks stretched into months as the days whirled by in a frenzy, we adjusted to child…
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Tonight after we read our three books and I sang our nightly song to you, you stood up and walked yourself to your own “big boy” bed. You climbed in and got snuggled up…
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“We share and share alike—those who go to battle and those who guard the equipment.” (1 Samuel 30:24) When David’s warriors won the battle and didn’t want to share the plunder with the 200…
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Today was the first time any of us have been “admitted”, after Little Man downed half a bottle of my cough syrup at 6:45am, and even after vomiting several times a half hour later,…
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That rare moment when the universe perfectly aligns and I get to watch the sunrise… alone. Never did I think I would yearn so desperately for time alone. The introvert that’s 55% of me…
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A torrential downpour on the tin roof beckons us into Good Friday. It seems appropriate as we remember the One who gave up absolutely everything for us to be know Him. I imagine the devastation of Jesus’…