I worked eleven hours Saturday, twelve hours yesterday and put in another five hours this morning. And so you know what I told my boss (and also, my husband) a few minutes ago? I told him I was going home and that I would not (repeat NOT) be coming back to work today. And you know what he said?  He said,“Great idea!” I just love…

Being a pastor’s wife is not for the faint of heart. While it is a wonderful calling that brings me much joy, the responsibilities of it are downright sobering.…

Yesterday I had to go to Greenville for my three month follow up with my pulmonologist.  (Details of visit at end of post.) On the 2 1/2 hour trip home, I was thrilled to pieces that a small riverfront town called Plymouth and the golden hour arrived in my life at the same time. That happy juxtapositioning of events inspired me to spend some time…

I blogged this week about the 80% chance that I have rheumatoid arthritis.  And naturally I wondered how that would eventually affect the things I love to do, like playing the piano. Well.  This morning I ran across a video and after watching it, I was suddenly pretty certain that I’m going to keep on playing, no matter what.…