Seeking Comfort.

I was just on the verge of sleep when I heard the door creak.  Tiny footsteps slowly tiptoe toward my bed.  Climbing onto the trunk at the foot of the bed, she stealthily made her way–one knee at at time–up toward the pillows.  I lay there silent; listening….as she rustles the covers attempting to cocoon … More Seeking Comfort.

Merry Monday Mayhem

Typically I’m not a fan of Mondays.  I don’t blog on Mondays because Mondays make my brain hurt.  Mondays in the Crabb Shack can be best described in one word: Mayhem. Take today, for example.  After breakfast we went to the grocery store.  Came home, unpacked groceries, threw dinner-type things in the crock pot, and … More Merry Monday Mayhem

On Change.

Once upon a time I thought I’d be a world traveller.  I’d join the Peace Corps or spend my  life on the mission field.  I’d build schools and teach in them.  I’d learn languages and cultures and all about the people.  I’d teach them and they’d teach me about their customs and traditions and what … More On Change.

Sing.

Perhaps you saw me that day?  I was the lady with my head down–staring at my phone–trying not to be recognized as “their mom.”  Yeah.  Those were my kids in the bathroom.  They were the ones belting out the song from Moana because apparently the acoustics provided by Costco’s facilities are exactly perfect for a … More Sing.

The Promise.

Sobering, yet exciting.  Awful, yet awesome.  Overflowing with regret, yet bursting with anticipation.  Every year, during Holy Week, I wrestle with these dichotomies as the days tick down to my single favorite holiday of them all–Easter. Christmas is welcomed after endless months of planning, and running, and wrapping.  Thanksgiving comes after days of cooking and baking. … More The Promise.

Just One

What is your definition of “success?” Is it a tied to bank statements or retirement accounts? Is it linked to the achievement of certain career goals? Or, if you have multiple children under the age of 5, is it simply defined as whether or not you have enough time to get a shower AND wash … More Just One

Bloom.

One day, we went walking through a 550-year old lava field….. What?  You never started a sentence like that?   Well, neither did I; until just last week, that is.  Last week we did something we never, ever do: We took our kids on vacation. To most of you this may mean nothing at all. … More Bloom.

Abandoned?

I have a confession to make.  Sometimes I get on my knees to pray and {for just a tiny, split-second} I wonder if Anyone is actually listening. In one week’s time, a beautiful wife & mother of 4 young children lost her year-long battle with brain cancer.  That freaking repulsive tumor stripped her of her … More Abandoned?

My purpose (?)

Change is beckoning.  Calling to me from around the corner–blinking like a blue-light special at the Kmart we frequented when I was a child. As a military wife of almost 17 years my purpose has been easy–be “the constant.” In a life that changes with every TDY, PCS, job title, and promotion I have always … More My purpose (?)