Dear Sister,
I am so tired.
You know how we thought, "Here we go on this great adventure," thankful for the resilience and joy our kiddos showed despite the uprooting and the leaving and the goodbyes?
Well, they're resilient all right.
Read morea year at HOME
It's somewhat ironic that as I write this, we're off the grid.
The home we built here in America - among our friends and family in Kansas City, squared in by coloured pencils on walls - has closed its doors. I hugged my mother in the parking lot of our apartment and said goodbye, again. We are living out of suitcases, many many suitcases, waiting to see where our home will be on the other side.
Read moreEpilogue
Thanksgiving...
An early nap has made him restless. His siblings are asleep, while he clicks his camera and flings his Woody doll. I don't really mind the interruption in routine or the sleeping musical chairs.
It's the price we pay for a weekend with family, songs with my grandmother, games with my cousins, pie for breakfast. I know these moments will soon be gone.
Read moreA thousand words
When someone perfectly captures the spirit of your family in one picture, it's impossible to pay them back. I feel like I see them all with fresh eyes, with bigger heart, with praising spirit.
Our friend Erin at Verite Photo did this for us. If you live along the Kansas/Missouri state line, I highly encourage you to seek her out. You won't be sorry!
I believe, and I know, and I groan
Photo by Feliphe Schiarolli on Unsplash
We wait two days before sitting down with him. We let it wash over us in stinging cold waves before we allow him to wade in with us. We are torn. How do we share this? Do we even dare?
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