Dreams


Looking forward to a real couch and our future

Looking forward to a real couch and our future

We don't own a couch. We haven't had a couch for almost 6 years.

Own it. Like a mother.

Own it. Like a mother.

It seems I've lost my confidence in my myself as my kids have grown older. A confidence I need to re-discover as I leave the nest, post-homeschooling.

I have a dream (maybe, kinda, sorta?)

I have a dream (maybe, kinda, sorta?)

I don't have the same conviction I once did about dreams and pursuing dreams. Maybe it's just middle age.

The purpose and ultimate irony of desire (The mountains are calling)

The purpose and ultimate irony of desire (The mountains are calling)

One of the hardest parts of growing up has been realizing we don't achieve our desires. At least not the way we think we will. The joy comes not in attaining what we desire, but in giving ourselves to the cause, the aim, the goal. Circling the desire, but never reaching it.

It's not the same, so now what? (an anniversary post, part 2)

It's not the same, so now what? (an anniversary post, part 2)

This is the kind of marriage I celebrate on our 23rd anniversary. One that grows and changes. Where a life is built, and children are raised, dreams are cast and pursued, and sometimes abandoned.

It's not the same, so now what? (an anniversary post, part 1)

It's not the same, so now what? (an anniversary post, part 1)

Hopeful energy, inspired by dreaming about our future, that was in short supply for those post-crisis years in our marriage. Even though realizing previous dreams had cracked open our marriage and brought about significant pain in our relationship, I missed having them.

On her way to university

On her way to university

We didn't have an expectation that Céline would start university straight out of high school, or that she'd go to university at all. But last year she set a course for costume design programs.