Beautiful people smile and thank God for things often instead of focusing on all that is wrong in life. It makes the face light up and forms happy wrinkles in just the right places. To save you money in the makeup aisle, you may borrow from this gratitude list I scratched out while I ate…
Dear little peanut, I pen these words on Monday, in celebration of your whole big first week of life. I’m practically ancient compared to you, with my wrinkly elbows and a tummy that made me a little depressed when I tried on skirts yesterday. I need to tell you something, and maybe you’ll be quick…
Once upon a time there were three beautiful sisters… And each one had her own reason to be cynical. depressed. and self-absorbed. The firstborn sister, the bossy one, yes? Has had physical ailments for years. The middle one, who either never does wrong or never gets caught, recently said goodbye to her husband a few…
I have to show you this picture I took out the window, as that preacher man and I snuck up on the backside of the Grand Tetons. Through miles and miles of Idaho potato fields we drove. Through flat open spaces that reminded me of the panhandle of Texas every once in a while. Nothing,…
Several months ago she showed me a picture of teacups, so we started gathering these for the wedding. I pulled out my grandma’s teacups from the basement; cousin Kayla filled a few boxes from the thrift shop; and my mom got on a stepladder to pull hers down from the top cabinet. Into the dishwasher…
This was the nightmare –that my girl came down the aisle wearing one of my mother’s slips and a bathrobe. I quickly yanked her into the seat next to mine and said, What are you doing? Where’s your dress? She said she had gotten it dirty and had ruined it trying to get the dirt…
We came home with a little instrument, and every night I had to insert it into the palate-spreading apparatus in the top of my girl’s mouth. (When I had braces they called it a palate splitter, which seemed more appropriate.) One time I started the turn and didn’t realize the tool wasn’t inserted into the…
Maybe the best thing we can do on a Sunday is to look at pretty pictures and remember God made every good thing.
I wanted to honeymoon there 22 years ago, but it wasn’t feasible. Now we were finally on our way to Banff. And it was socked in. That’s Montana talk for mountains covered in clouds. Fog touching the windshield. For two hours we drove and tried to enjoy what little scenery we could make out. Matt…
Here is the sequence of events: My heartfelt prayer that God will help me love and show great care for my new Spanish students. Looking in the bathroom mirror the night before the school open house, when I will meet all of these students for the first time. Seeing humongous zit on chin. Horror. The…
Something beautiful as a bit of medicine for the soul.
I rely on my husband and really close friends to do a face check for me. I want to know that I don’t have any unsightly boogers or broccoli –you know? Only a really close friend will say, Um, you have a little something right there. I want my face to be beautiful. Paul tells…
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