FAMILY

the last of fall
To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, An eternity in an hour. {william blake} ——————————————————— I’m thankful for
happy thanksgiving
Sometimes it is easy to look at other people’s pictures or lives and feel that I am somehow missing out. That I don’t have enough. Sometimes things don’t go as I plan, even when I
lately {phone edition}
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love. — Marcus Aurelius I’ve been thinking on these words
when love makes you vulnerable
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart
all in a weekend
  Rest and be thankful. ― William Wordsworth Sometimes I think about the early days of our family, when we’d harness babies to our bodies and walk without aim, just to be together. To be. Sometimes
spilled milk | laughter
One day our life will be quiet and clean just as it was in the beginning before kids, and I always hope that in those days, I remember making the most of the dirty, hard
10.
Your father was traveling through Cuba when I discovered I was pregnant with you. For days, I let this strange, new idea roll through my mind and out onto my tongue: mother. I am a mother. And for those few
lately
  Even in the mud and scum of things, something always, always sings. ― Ralph Waldo Emerson bath-time conversations / hide-and-seek / making and loving these / visit from Nina + Papa / starting our school routine again
Preface
“This is not our home,” Mark told the kids, pointing to the house we’d lived in the last seven years — the only house they have known or remember. It was Thanksgiving weekend last year,