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
It happened again. We made plans. Plans that we were completely at peace with. Plans that seemed comfortable and right. Just two short weeks ago I was sure we were moving. And then God turned those plans upside down. We were going to move back to the U.S. in June. We were looking at houses… Continue reading It Happened Again
“Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit” – yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appear for a little time and then… Continue reading Work in Progress
Excited Scared Anticipative All of these words, these feelings, surround me as I consider what lies ahead. We moved to Mexico 4 and a half years ago – for the learning experience; for the adventure. We said we would be here two years at most. And then we stayed. We moved to another apartment, we… Continue reading Moving Forward
Sticky hands and lips. Always sticky. Bananas, peanut butter, a lollipop. Even a bowl of cereal somehow makes them sticky. Sweet hand in mine and kisses on the cheek. Voice too loud. Always loud. Excitement, frustration, a bumped head, just because. Smile so sweet, so sly. Precious cuddles. Perfect nap buddy. Too aware of his… Continue reading My Baby
Abby Kitchin 