The end…of NaBloPoMo

Well…I made it to the end of the month. I missed a few days here and there but kept it up for the most part.

Life’s been busy this past month and I didn’t get a chance to write about some of the things I wanted to, but there’s always next month.

I’ll leave you with something I’ve been thinking about for the past few days. I don’t think we, as a society, know very well how to “hold space” for each other. What I mean is that we don’t know how to deal with the darker emotions like regret, sadness, anxiety, anger… From my observation, when these emotions are expressed people tend to be quick to find an encouraging word or divert attention to something else. How well do we actually allow ourselves and each other to “sit” with the emotion for a while? Not to wallow in it but to acknowledge it, name it? Sometimes there isn’t a solution to the problem, sometimes life is hard and that’s just the way that it is.

How do we help each other in the midst of life’s “hardness”? I would suggest that we learn to sit with each other…in the mess…not try to “fix” it. But to sit and be with the person – to say “this sucks” and I’ll be with you in it. You’re not alone.

I know that’s often what I want to hear. That I’m not alone. Even though my circumstances tend to be beyond my control, walking the journey doesn’t seem quite so overwhelming when I know I’m not alone.



I spent this evening going through boxes of old photographs, looking for photos of my mom. There were lots of photos of when my two sons were little. It was kind of hard looking at them. They reminded me of who I was back then. I was so young and insecure! I wish I knew what I know now. I wish I was who I am now. I would have done things differently. I would have had more patience, more gentleness, more grace. I couldn’t help feeling regret  – that I could have done so much better by them. I know I was doing the best I could. And yet…and yet…I still feel the pang of regret. (sigh)

My daughter likes cars

Just about every time my daughter & I head out shopping…if there’s a car in the mall, she wants her picture taken with it. She really loves cars.





It’s American Thanksgiving. I couldn’t think of what to write and then I remembered this great little graphic I discovered a few months ago and I thought today would be the perfect day to share it.


Three generations

I started scanning photos of my mom this evening (I’m making a photobook of her for myself and my family). I found a picture of her in grade 4. Just this past weekend, I happened to dig up a photo of myself from grade 4. It didn’t take much to locate a photo of my daughter from this past October (she happens to be in grade 4 this year). So there you have it – 3 generations all taken during each’s grade 4 year. Crazy, huh?

3 generations-grade 4


My daughter’s been down with a cold for the past two days (she’s extra sweet and snugly when she’s sick) and our cat is under observation at the vet’s as he doesn’t seem to be doing so well either. I hope everyone can get better soon. As much as I love the extra hugs, it’s hard to see those I care about under the weather.



Drat! I forgot to post yesterday.

Feeling a bit of a brain drain today. It’s been non-stop busy for the last couple of weeks and all I want to do is be a lump on the couch.

That’s the extent of my post for today. Too fried for deep thoughts (or at least the ability to put them into words).


Winter is here

While having the white stuff around is good (Christmas would feel strange without it), I’d much rather have spring and summer. Here’s a little reminder of what we can look forward to 6 months from now.


Still Alice

I watched the movie “Still Alice” tonight. I read the book a couple of months ago and the movie stays true to the book. There’s a line near the end of the movie: “Nothing is lost forever.” It amazes me how this book/movie can tell a story of such tragedy and yet there is hope. And I have to wonder if God feels the same way: nothing is lost forever. There is always hope.

“Now these three remain: faith, hope, and love, but the greatest of these is love.” (1 Corinthians 13:13)

“…through him [Christ] to reconcile all things to himself…” (Colossians 1:20)


On vulnerability, weakness and meaning

Great quote from Brené Brown.