Leaving No Footprints

Okay…I think we’ve seen the last of the stomach bug. Ivan had it, then Kris and I each had some version of it. Kris’ version being the less lovely to describe. One long night in the bathroom and a full day in bed later, he is back to his happy go lu…

I should probably write at least a little something about the seminar I was so consumed with. Once it was over it seemed that my hands and thoughts were so free I sort of dropped it completely. It did go very well and thank you to all of you who prayed…

Kohls advertised a sale for this past Saturday and since this sale included maternity clothes, I took a little trip that morning and found several things to bring home with me. I hope no one hears me sounding ungrateful for the hand-me-downs and loans t…

I had a productive day yesterday in most respects. I cleaned out the boys closet in their bedroom. I still have the same amount of stuff in there but it is now in labeled boxes and ready to be dealt with as soon as the knowledge of gender of third chil…

I really have nothing to blog about. The boys are eating breakfast and Ivan is unhappy with the banana he chose and trying to convince me to give him some Cheerios. Until the banana is eaten however, I am unconvinced that hunger is his real motivation…

(Mary Kelso)

When my heart lays down
In that little bed
And I skip those beats
When he loses breath

Every sigh he takes
Every pain that wakes him
I am listening to my heart

When my heart falls down
On that hallway rug
And I bruise inside…

The boys are in their beds and the lights are off with the little Mater night light glowing between them. I still hear Ivan crying now and then letting me know that he hasn’t given up…but I know he will soon. Owen has pretty much learned there is no…

I have been doing great about getting things done. Not around the house…I’m still behind with my curtains and a few other projects but I finished three writing projects ahead of schedule. Then I went way out of my comfort zone and set up rehearsals a…

The family seems to be all healthy all at once and I’m so glad. Kris is doing well. Though he isn’t exactly enjoying his job, he’s handling the stress of it all very well and I feel like there is a glimmer of light at the end of this tunnel. I’ve been…

Mary Kelso
1992

We sing and we dance to the tune that is playing
We tip our hats gaily then curtsy and bow
Like puppets on strings with our smiles painted on
We all love the rhyme but the reason is gone

Refrain
Children of God, open your eyes…