bon appetite…
Dr. Gary Chapman wrote The Five Love Languages and since reading it, my view on how to give and receive love has changed. Matt had read the book months ago and we’ve discussed our love languages in length. The one he refuses to acknowledge [note: I made it up],...
i see dead people…
His weathered hands gripped the steering wheel. His ashy knuckles were dry and cracked. He spoke in low tones barely audible over the roar of the engine. He didn’t smile, smirk, or signal any emotive feature when talking. He was doing his job. The taxi driver...
a different era…
The lapis lazuli color of the jar makes me feel like I’m in a different era. I open the container like Marilyn Monroe and layer creme on like sweetly scented frosting. Ooooh, I feel like I’m in a a tan dress standing on top of a subway vent in a gritty New...e-meetings…
From: JaneDoe@noname.com Subject: Meeting you Date: May 4, 2010 To: Bianca Juarez Hi Bianca! You don’t know me but I’ve followed your blog for the last six months and I love coming to the blog to read about God, life lessons, and seeing how the community...
my mother is no exception…
Every home-school mom at one time or another bakes bread. My mother was no exception. Hands covered in flour, faced flushed from the warm kitchen, she kneaded bread until her hands were raw. When her masterpiece was finished, she coated the warm braided loaf with...
I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
