It's been a few weeks, but I had to share with you this week's favourites, mainly because of...
Read moreWhat I'm Into {January 2015}
This January was another milestone for our family. After a couple years gone, we moved back to Ireland in early January 2013 and if a recent email to my sister provides any evidence, we're all pretty happy with how things are turning out. We've been Irish residents for four years now, Asher and Ella having spent more than half their lives here. We're planning a birthday party for next month, making plans for next year and settling into this rental house as it becomes ours more and more every day. Still, January is a hard, dark, cold month and even yesterday's freak, glorious snowfall has receded from view, the only hint being random remnants of melting snowmen.
So let's talk Books! TV! Music! And all the things I'm loving this month...
Read moreIrish blogs you should know about
Recently I realised I've been ignoring a pretty significant genre of internet intelligence: the Irish blog and website. There's really no excuse for it as we're well into our 4th year of living in Ireland. And there's a plethora of Irish-related information I can't claim expertise in.
Read moreFive Friday Favourites
Here's five reads from the internet this week: 1) Sorta Crunchy's beautiful response to a misguided blogger on why depression for the Christian is no measure of your soul. 2) Rachel Pieh Jones' letter to her parents on never saying "don't go" when they moved across the world.
Read moreFlux
A soul-friend of mine sent me a quote today, about writing and God and being confused, and how sometimes writing about God IS about being confused. One of these days she'll show up here and share her own confusing God thoughts with you, because I think you need to hear them like I needed to today... I'm confused, too. Not just about God and writing, but because I'm in flux. And this blog is in flux because I am in flux.
And my migraines have returned, with such shocking full force that I've had to step away from the computer, from the kitchen, and occasionally from the children, just to catch my breath and close my eyes and pray it passes. They tend to come when I'm distracted and anxious, when the trees are sprouting new blooms and the seasons change, when the world itself is in flux.
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