Six months

Six months

Tomorrow I’m getting a screw taken out of my ankle. Being a pastor’s family, we plan our surgeries around important church seasons and festivals like Lent and Easter. And, speaking of Easter, once again, I got zero adorable photos of our family, even...
After a decade

After a decade

Ten years ago this month, we loaded a U-Haul and drove down to Knoxville from the Fort. We closed on our first house on Tuesday. Company arrived on Thursday. The best company: Professor Pless, who preached Derek’s ordination sermon. Our wonderful friends and...
Dark thoughts with light at the end of the tunnel

Dark thoughts with light at the end of the tunnel

I fully expected my father to chastise me either publicly or privately for a section of my last post, specifically the part about understanding objectively that Jesus died for all, but, reflecting on the moment of terror when the car was upon me, having devilish...
Misc. ramblings from the weeks behind and ahead

Misc. ramblings from the weeks behind and ahead

First, the heartbreaking news: Two women I loved and admired passed away too young from cancer in the past two weeks. Jennifer was our family’s hairdresser, and she and her husband Rick were our friends. In the early days in Knoxville we hung out with them...
Convention time

Convention time

It sucks without Derek here. My mom hates that word, and I hesitated to use it here because she reads my blog, but the truth is when he’s gone it’s like the bad word. Nothing is the same. We try to do fun stuff, like going out with friends for dinner at...

What is wanted, what is needed

My last post was gushy, perhaps annoyingly so. The river! Great life! Sweet husband! Everything is beautiful! That’s all true and real and worth documenting. But before that was this: a long, miserable period in which I sat around and prayed for something I...