She was an only child, doted on by her parents. She was a Girl Scout at a time when they really were scouts. She'd tell us about going camping for two weeks during which time the weather was mostly rain. They put up tents – not the modern “pop-up” kind, but the kind that needed … Continue reading Grandmother
I originally posted this many years ago, sometime in 2012. I was going through old drafts today and read this and found it funny. If I had to write the same thing today, things would change for babies 6-11, because everything changes once you lose a child. I had lost two babies at the time … Continue reading Evolution
~ I think I may just keep blogging here with photos as the spirit moves me. I just got a bit burned out by posting actual posts with not much feedback (and I am very grateful to those who did comment much of the time!). My day-to-day blogging will be on Instagram.
This evening we celebrated Matins with Lamentations at the tomb of Christ. It's always been one of my favorite services of the year. Ever since Holy Week 2011 when I was mourning our miscarried baby, Innocent, buried the week before, however, it has had special meaning. Isaiah saw the never-setting light of Thy compassionate manifestation … Continue reading “The dead shall arise”
For Christmas I decided to give my mother a doll. Dolls are traditional Christmas presents for little girls in our family, and I reasoned that (1) she hadn't had a doll for Christmas for many years, and (2) this wasn't just any doll. This one belonged to her mother as a little girl. The pieces … Continue reading Grandmother’s Doll
Today much of my extended family is traveling to Apalachicola for my aunt's funeral tomorrow. I am not, for multiple reasons including the need to take care of sick children. Originally it was because I would be attending services for Theophany tomorrow but with so much illness that has been set aside. My absence from … Continue reading A servant’s heart