“Telling a story is like reaching into a granary full of wheat and drawing out a handful. There is always more to tell than can be told.” ― Wendell Berry Whitmore Lake, MI
A dear friend of mine had twin baby boys a few months ago. I knew how important it was to preserve the memories of those first few months for her. Those precious slow days that are the heaviest, most intense days anyone could experience. But they’re also the most fleeting, and tender. These little brothers are now […]
My friend Catherine asked if I would take pictures of her daughter for a very special birthday. She gifted her a locket as a memento of this occasion, and her daughter declared she would put a picture of a moment she always wanted to remember. Her heart, a tangible vessel of mercy.
I’ve often wondered if posting these as late as now, and at a time that doesn’t seem to make logical sense for me is the best move, often wondering if I should wait until there is some correlation so the transition and acceptance is ideal. But I have decided not to be bogged down with […]
The oil light blinked on, and the car engine made an awful noise of metal pieces working their hardest to move. I asked my husband if he thought we should pull off at the next stop. I knew it would put a dent in our timing, we were to be in South Dakota by that […]