Graces, #12

3 years of blogging as of today. When I started I was tentative, scared, and a newly-mother. Now I hear "Mama, MaMA!!!" all day long and am much more decisive. Still a little scared. (Working on that.)


Meeting with dear, wise friends who know a few things about marriage and relationship. Hearing truth and hearing love. They didn't hold themselves up as the standard but they offered what they had and it went deep into our hearts.


Being told last night that the key to Jeffrey and me moving beyond this difficult season of marriage is dreaming together again. More dreaming, more planning, and that the feelings that used to be there will follow. 24 hours later we are already feeling different--better than we have in months--and there is already much on paper.


Penelope standing 3 feet, 5 inches tall and wearing a size 10 shoe. Holy tallness, Batman, exactly how tree-like are these children going to be? Right now they are Monkey Puzzle trees, it's true: prickly, great big spaces, strong, ready to take over the world but still in need of protection.

Planning for the coming week: sunshine, swimming, shopping, playing, seeing friends, reading, reading, reading, more on-paper dreaming with J as we plan the next 6-10 years.