My husband has said that every photo of Bella looks like it uses a stretch filter. When we first met her, the day we took her home, I had no idea what to do with her. Our previous dog had been a solid white, fluffy husky with ice blue eyes. Hugging her was like hugging … Continue reading Noodle Girl
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President Carter is dying, and though you’d think that would be incredibly important here in Georgia, it’s not necessarily front page news for everyone. Jimmy Carter united the counties of Georgia back in 1976. For the first time, every county voted for a Democratic candidate. Georgia had been a red state. When Nixon ran in … Continue reading 39
Gone fishin’
A little while ago, I attended the Association of Partners in Christian Education (APCE) conference virtually. I was a face in a box on a screen listening to John Pavlovitz sharing his thoughts on compassion fatigue and the steps needed for work in ministry to be sustainable. He offered an affirming, yet uncomfortable suggestion to … Continue reading Gone fishin’
Holy matrimony.
It wasn’t until leaving the churches of christ and joining a presbyterian church that I heard my marriage referred to as holy. It’s not that holiness hadn’t been attributed to me previously, but not in this new, more loving and dignifying manner. Prior, it was my state of virginity specifically that I remember being identified … Continue reading Holy matrimony.
Perspective.
Our back door is finicky. Without finesse, it doesn’t latch properly, leaving room for our pup to nudge it open with her greyhound noodle nose. Tonight, she did just that, but I have yet to close it back behind her. There are moments, like the one I’m sitting with right now, that my senses bring … Continue reading Perspective.
I’m fine. This is fine.
There is pain today, as there is every day. Unlike in years prior, before technology made it possible to know of hundreds of harms in a matter of minutes of internet wandering, people typically only knew of the grief of those within their town, within the fields of their local newspaper reporters, or within the … Continue reading I’m fine. This is fine.
Clear as dirt.
Yesterday, the ground was dry enough and the temperature warm enough for my kids to play outside. By some odd twist of timing, our schedule was also free enough to allow this romp to happen. I opened the front door and the back door and let the fresh air flow while I began to prepare … Continue reading Clear as dirt.
I’m pleading with you to be quiet for all the moms who can’t tell you how awful you’re being.
Years back, before I had children of my own, I remember hearing “I can’t believe anyone would do that to their children. Who does that? What evil possesses a woman to kill her baby?”. I’m positive that person had no idea of the damage they did in that moment or the continuing impact years later. … Continue reading I’m pleading with you to be quiet for all the moms who can’t tell you how awful you’re being.
Short hair doesn’t equal no shedding.
Greyhounds have smooth, sleek coats, but that doesn't mean there isn't work to keep up that silky texture and shiny gloss. Just like most dogs, greyhounds need to be brushed and occasionally have a moisturizer rubbed in to combat the dry air that comes with colder weather and gas heating indoors. Bella may have retired … Continue reading Short hair doesn’t equal no shedding.
Beka Tucker 