You are not enough … and that’s okay.

The dryer buzzes loud in the morning silence with another load to be folded. There are piles of already-folded laundry on the living room floor next to bags that have yet to be unpacked from a weekend away. Our school day is starting soon and the girls should have been awake and ready long before … Continue reading You are not enough … and that’s okay.


Planting Mercy

I’m turning up the sod in the back corner of the yard. The afternoon sun is hot and the fence blocks the breeze. Sweat runs down my face and my throat burns thirsty. I push the shovel into the hard ground and lift—small, matted clumps of grass. I’m at it for what seems like hours, with little to show for it.