I am a minimalist by nature.
The walls in our home are fairly bare, the shelves without many trinkets or knick knacks. I’ve never been a big collector, so every material thing kept from my childhood fits neatly into two cardboard boxes. Continue reading “Stuff that binds”
This month I received an incredibly special gift, a quilt created by my 14-year-old daughter. I knew it was coming as Rachel and I picked out the fabric together, giving careful attention to color, style and texture. She provided me with weekly updates–from cutting to stitching to tying–during her school quilting class. There was literal blood (being stabbed by needles), sweat (meeting a deadline right before spring break ended) and tears (cutting fabric the wrong size) involved in the process.
When I was presented with this gift, Rachel was quick to point out that the end product was not perfect. But knowing the steps she went through to get it to this state made it even more meaningful. Continue reading “A purposeful patchwork”
The past week and a half has been a sobering one for those of us living in the Spokane area. On September 13, a sophomore at Freeman High School opened fire in school hallways that took one student’s life and landed three others in the hospital. Continue reading “Rising through adversity”
It’s possible to be present physically with a person but not truly present.
I had pondered this thought often, but only recently came face to face with its reality. Continue reading “Sentiments from summer”