Dirty Pages I guess it’s ok that I let Daisy sleep on a blanket next to my feet on the bed when Heather is out of town. She just parks there, tired from the day, and doesn’t move until it’s time to get up, which for me, is about 5:30. Especially this time of year when I feel sorta ok “sleeping in.” Yeah, I think it’s ok. She was Heather’s idea anyway. I’ve read a…

To forget me Reading this book about learning to pray like a child again. Where “we find ourselves in a new story where anything is possible, where we always get what’s best, where miracles happen every day, and where problems are opportunities for a greater experience of Jesus.” I want that. To let go of the desire to control my outcomes. To let go of trying to present everything in order. Because everything isn’t in…

Time alone Saturdays. Chores. Special projects. Today everyone is out of town and I’m here alone. The weather is warm and fitting to sit outside for a little bit. Daisy has been down to the tank and is drying off. Thank you notes for this afternoon along with some 2026 budget work. I’m excited for the coming year. I think we have a good sense of what we should be doing to help launch a…