I wrote this post 3 years ago on Josiah’s first birthday and today, on his fourth birthday, it still stands so true. Today we celebrate a 4 year old who can light a room with his smile, jumps into each new adventure and relationship without abandon, knows exactly what he wants and when he wants… Continue reading I Still… Should Have Known
I went to a small, conservative Christian college. A place where marriage by graduation was not just “encouraged” among students it was flat out encouraged. During one of my first freshman orientation events the then dean of students used a phrase that has become famous on that campus, “look to your left, look… Continue reading I Found My Spot
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
Sometimes I need to let myself be held. My 3 year old son is constantly moving; constantly running, and yelling, and playing, and seeking people to interact with, love on, and be loved by. He is small but strong and determined, and he lives life without abandon. And yet in spite of his overwhelming independent… Continue reading Lessons I am Learning from My 3 Year Old
For the first two months of our marriage we slept on the floor on a futon mattress that my new husband had pulled out of a dumpster at our college. Our home was furnished with a ragtag collection of furniture given by our parents, bought with money from our wedding, and left by the previous… Continue reading On a Mattress On the Floor
Abby Kitchin 