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Tell me ‘bout the good ole days
September 16, 2015 Even though we grow older, I think there may be part of us that always feels like a child. We mature and gain responsibilities, learn and grow wiser. Our bodies can certainly feel the years before our heart does. Perhaps we become less afraid of things, and more afraid of others (as […]
MoreLittle bear hugs
June 27, 2017 Sweet sighs, little bear hugs, and cozy cuddles. That’s the cure to a stressful day. It wasn’t that my entire day was stressful. It was mostly the hour of 5:30 to 6:30pm that just about did me in. One hour. That is all it took for me to tell them to get […]
MoreStuck in the Middle
January 26, 2017 When did he become this tall little thing? His face thinner, legs longer, eyes full of understanding. He still has the sweet kissable cheeks I have always loved, but now they are not nearly as fluffy. He tells me things like, I am the one that he loves, he loves me the […]
MoreComing Around the Bend
September 28, 2017 I arrived home from work before they made it home from school, so I watched out the window for them to emerge around the bend in the road. I walked down the driveway and out in the cul-de-sac. I saw him see me, my oldest, and I could hear him singing a […]
MoreWe Didn’t Know
August 22, 2018 Four years ago, we were sleeping in an empty house on an air mattress. After filling two moving trucks with the contents from our first home, we slept there uncomfortably, closing that chapter and excited to start a new one. We didn’t know what the future would hold. We didn’t know the […]
MoreSilence and Saturation
April 6, 2018 It’s a time of drinking in. Soaking my soul. Like the steady, constant rain that falls today, drip… drip…drip. My mind and heart and soul are like my front yard, saturated. Like the bottom of a riverbed, the tracks of the rain evidenced in the overflowing yard. There’s a peace in the […]
MoreWhat Will Your Story Be
July 31, 2018 I picture myself in 20-25 years… will I be that seasoned, wise woman of God like my mother? Or the woman who sits across from me in community group who unselfishly pours her time into the food pantry? Or a new grandma imparting wisdom to my daughter-in-law? How will these years right […]
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Jodi Arndt 