...or at least the mom you deserved. I used to not mind this day at all. When I was still in contact with my mother I'd send a card or letter that I had beautifully written about how thankful I was for her. I was writing those words to the mother I wanted, deserved, yearned for but that mother didn't actually exist. I realized later it was another way to protect my heart and my psyche. Another ...
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NERF GUN WARS
When you shoot your momma square in the forehead with a Nerf gun and you can't even. This kid laughs with his whole body and I can't get enough of it. ...
THE JOURNEY AND AFTERMATH OF NO-CONTACT
My father molested me throughout my childhood. Even after I told my mom about it. I was in third grade and after it happened again while I was "sleeping", he got in the shower. I knew I had time to make it up the stairs before he got out but the creaky stairs went right over the bathroom. I was tired of feeling the guilt and the shame which sat in my stomach and chest like boulders. I so ...
MORNING ADVENTURES
Wes and I went adventuring this morning. It was beautiful. That is all. ...
EVERYTHING IS ART, RIGHT?
We all are missing our home church and so I tried to figure out what exactly I could do to have a piece of it here. We sang the Doxology at the beginning of every service and so this art was born. You guys, I really loved it before I painted on the words. The letters, however, are so wonky, so misshapen, so not awesome. I attempted a stencil cut with my Silhouette and failed so badly with the ...
JESUS & COFFEE
One thing we have learned is that when you go to church in the Seattle metro, coffee matters. At the church we've started attending regularly, the big kiddos are in a different building with their own Steamer Café. They earn coins to buy snacks but sometimes you get a gold coin which means you can get a steamer. Enter Hudson. Seriously, the kid loooooves his steamers. He also was the toddler I ...