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
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
Spilled milk, but not spilled tempers. That’s what I’m praying for today. The milk will spill. The the kids will whine. Exhaustion will set in and patience will run short. But in the midst of it all I’m praying for grace. Grace to slow down and think… Continue reading When Life Spills Over
Abby Kitchin 