The Year the Gifts Were Stolen {A Letter to My Four}

The snow started falling last Monday. The flakes were small, hardly noticeable. Really, it was barely a scattering compared to the heavy fall of Thursday. But as your faces were lifted up in wonder in the parking lot of that church, trying to catch bits of white on your tongue, your Christmas presents were being … Continue reading The Year the Gifts Were Stolen {A Letter to My Four}

When You Find Yourself in the Middle

The middle days of October found us driving miles east, winding through the last bits of Washington, across the state of Idaho and finally stopping in the middle of the vastness of Montana.I didn't know what to expect of those days away from home while my four traveled west to spend days with aunties and … Continue reading When You Find Yourself in the Middle