Beauty in Healing

 I cant believe I am back! After years of screaming into the void which is the internet via social media (A medium that we are told lives on forever.) I am back to my little blog trying to find my voice again. Knowing no one is listening but every wants to be heard. I'm more seasoned, less fearful. I see the beauty in the pain but knowing the true beauty is in the story of the healing.

Wow can't believe I am doing this

 I used to believe you needed a great picture to go with a post. I used to believe in a lot of stuff. This blog helped me before Fb and Instagram. I don't know how my blog feels about being abandoned so long. Sorry buddy. I still believe everything you put out on the internet is there forever. All that being said, hi.  I'm here still.

video from our vow renewal

For those of you that didn't make it to our Sweet Sixteenth Anniversary and vow renewal. Here is the slideshow we showed at it of  our years together.

Archer's art-o-matic

So this year I've teaching art to my children and two other children. It has been fun. I will try to post some of what we've done. In science we talked about kinetic energy and potential energy. Before they forgot everything they learned about it I decided to teach on kinetic art. I got the idea from the dickblick website.
Here's Archer's

http://www.dickblick.com/lesson-plans/art-o-motion-mechanical-sculpture/

The girl that cried wolf again

As a parent, I have told my children if you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all.  I have also told them to be careful not to boast.  In a country that has free speech I have felt it unsafe to voice my thoughts. I mean really is there such thing as freedom of speech anywhere. Once we send our thoughts out there they are out there. Especially on the internet. I've said this before, but I'm going to try again. I'm not going to make anymore announcement than this. I will just let it happen organically and see what happens. Well maybe after a time I will let more people know I'm blogging again.

To Breathe Again

There has been rain! The fires have put an unfortunate damper on our summer. Not just the limited camping, no fireworks, the worrying, but also no breathing.  Every day I would wake up to the smell of smoke. Something about the smell of smoke starts your heart beating faster. It messes with your mind. Fire is such a powerful thing. Fire is my enemy.
   I have a store of fabric that is precious to me and irreplaceable items that I love.  The Bible warns us against such things.
Matthew 6:19 says, "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal."   
Every summer starting at the time the tornadoes come I worry about my stuff.  Stuff seems to be a dirty word.  I feel bad for worrying but I do. I feel bad for every person that was in the path of the fires.


I hope and pray that they can pick up the pieces. Not only does fire destroy, but a leaves a lingering smell that won't let you forget. It leaves behind ash and char marks that turn the color to black and white.


I am grateful for the colors in my world and that I can breathe again.

Just a good day

Summer is fun. The kids have already finished their summer reading and received their prizes for doing so. They received another card. For every 25 more hours they read, 5 dollars will go to help hungry kids. Reading with the kids in the summer is the best. it feels like extra credit.  We finished reading Hatchet by Gary Paulson. Now we are reading One Crazy Summer by  Rita Williams-Garcia.  It's so fun.  

   The garden is doing great.  I should take pictures soon.   I think the chickens are too hot to lay many eggs, but oh well.  We've only been getting a couple a day.  The young chickens should start laying soon.

We went as a family to a cheap summer movie The Adventures of Tin Tin. It was great being together as a family.   Tonight  we are going to a dinner with my parents. Time with family makes everyday a good day.