October 27, 2017

September 29, 2016

After my walk/run this morning, I dripped with sweat. Seriously saturated. Wet clothes. Wet hair. Sweat lines poured from every pore. 

It’s not a good look for me, but it’s so so good anyway. When I look in the mirror and see that mess, I feel awesome,...

October 23, 2017

September 28, 2016

Whenever I feel lost and out of place and ready to throw in the towel (how will this place ever feel

like home?), all I have to do is look at Abby.

Last night was Abby’s Back-to-School-Night. Though less crazy than Open House, we still had to park at t...

October 18, 2017

September 26, 2017

There’s nothing like a wedding bookended by two seven-hour drives to turn things around. We closed out September with a trip for a family wedding - Joe’s brother

Jesse was saying I-do to his sweetheart Liz. We stayed in the ritzy Bavarian Inn on a hil...

October 13, 2017

September 8, 2016

Everything hit me at once. Everything. And September was a mysterious blur with me being rolled over and over again by one wave after another. 

I love the waves. I’m a beach girl or at least, trying to be. I could watch them, play in them for hours. The...

July 14, 2017

September 6, 2016

Today, I salvaged my plants. Finally. 

My houseplants travelled with us during the move in laundry

baskets. They stayed with us in the hot car, the hotel, the disgusting rental, and finally the house, where I stuck them on the deck. Though I watered the...

July 10, 2017

September 4, 2016

On the way home from somewhere, driving through our neighborhood, a woman walking with two children yelled at us, “Slow down!” She had her fist raised and everything.

Joe yelled back, “I’m going 20!”

The speed limit is 25.

Her anger was truly a mystery! H...

July 7, 2017

September 3, 2016

After weathering the storm of the first week of school, we prepared for our next - an actual storm. Storms are always mysterious because no one really knows what they'll do, not really.

Tropical Storm Hermine was due

to make landfall on Friday. Abby got...

July 3, 2017

September 2, 2016

Yesterday was spent in prayer for Abby. She was so on-my-mind that I started writing a story about her. It came to me during my morning walk, and just spilled out on actual paper when I got home. Could she be happy at her new school? Would she fit in?...

June 30, 2017

August 31, 2016

The third day of school, I started to relax. A good routine had been established. Abby’s good reports had continued. So, I had my first day of actual writing productivity (2 1/2 hours of excellent progress). 

As I was chowing down on leftover jambala...

June 26, 2017

August 29, 2016

Today is the big day - Abby’s first day of school. First day of middle school. First day in a North Carolina school. First day in a strange place where she knows no one. 

Mom = freaking out (internally, thank goodness)

Abby = cool as a cucumber

Really, it w...

June 9, 2017

August 26, 2016

I’ve come to appreciate back-to-school shopping.   

I don’t quite understand the need for the uniformity of school supplies. I certainly didn’t have such bothers when I was a kid. I just got my Trapper Keeper, paper, pencils - the usual stuff, but wh...

June 7, 2017

August 25, 2016

Abby’s middle school Open House coincided on the same evening as her first gymnastics class (thankfully not at the same time, but close).

It was her first big day since moving into the new house - an exciting mystery to uncover.

She told us earlier in the...

June 5, 2017

August 23, 2016

Remember that Kirstie Alley movie Look Who’s Talking? There’s a scene in that movie where she’s reading a book about

her situation - having  a baby - and she comes to the part about Postpartum Depression, how some women get the “blues” after giving birth....

June 2, 2017

August 22, 2016

Ethan started classes at 8:00 this morning after getting up at 4:00 to do training with the Marines. 

But, first… a weekend recap.

The New Cadet Parade on the Drill Field at Virginia Tech on Saturday was nice, but I could’ve done without all the pageantry....

May 31, 2017

August 17, 2016

On Wednesday, Abby wanted to go to the beach. I wanted to say no.

I looked around this house with all its clutter and disorganization, and thought of the poor plants I still hadn’t rescued and the lightbulbs I still couldn’t find. Moving had taken a toll...

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The Story of Our Family's Crazy, but Faithful Move to the Coast