Dearest Baby Girl, In about a month we will finally get to meet you. Your Dad, your brothers and I are incredibly excited about it. I admit that the first part of getting to meet us, the actual birth process, is going to be a bit of a rude awakening – for both you and… Continue reading Enough
Lately it feels like my life is a perpetual round of The Hokey Pokey. You put your right foot in You put your right foot out You put your right foot in and you shake it all about You do the Hokey Pokey and you turn yourself around That’s what it’s all about But it’s… Continue reading The Hokey Pokey
It’s official. There’s no turning back. They hired a new principal. As of August 2017 David will not have a job. I turned in my letter of intent saying that I will not return for the next school year. In summer of 2017 we are headed somewhere. Now comes the scary part. The waiting and… Continue reading It’s Official
I have a mixed relationship with the ocean. I love the sound of it and the cool feeling of it rushing against my feet and legs. I could walk along the beach and stare out at the ocean for hours. And I love the way my children and husband enthusiastically play among the lapping waves.… Continue reading Among the Waves
I stood in the crowd in San Miguel De Allende, Mexico – among family, among strangers, among Mexicans, Americans, and those from around the world. They stood on the stage – reenacting Jesus’ final days before the cross. They spoke in Spanish. I knew the story. Jesus was bound and standing before Pontius Pilate,… Continue reading His Wounds Have Paid My Ransom
Abby Kitchin 