In Oklahoma there were no gutters on the eaves. The rain poured down the roofline and in sheets made deep trenches into the hard, red mud. The grass only sometimes grew over the trench, but when it did, we would forget the dip and twist our ankles as we stepped from the porch. The mud […]
Whipped Cream on Top
I went to Starbucks tonight and was served by a long-haired, bushy-bearded man wearing a khaki pleated knee-length skirt, old-school Doc Martins, and 1990’s-style crew socks scrunched just so. These are the things that remind me I am no longer in Oklahoma. The boys and I went out to breakfast today. They crowed over their […]
What’s Going On With The Moores?
This is a catch-you-up-to-date post, because I am receiving a lot of loving questions about the State Of The Moores. My apologies that this is super long. At least read to the middle. It’s worth it. I promise! Where in the world is David? David is officially standing with his boots on the ground in […]
Skinny Dipping
The week is looking to be a hot one, and a quick glance at the triple digits had us out the door in a scurry this morning, in hopes of enjoying the wildlife refuge before the sun rose too high. On the drive over we decided against all our usual haunts, and instead selected to […]
Edges
i see him on the edges of my days; his back in the bathroom as my eyes adjust to the morning light, a kiss, a smile; and the yawning hours, of day shutting and walls folding to sleep. in the middle we are full of all the goings-on, diapers folded, videos taken of Baby’s new […]
10 Thoughts
1. This Valentine’s felt awfully similar to the one we had two years ago; husband away with the army, Grandpa filling in. But, everyone is two years older and there’s an extra kid. 2. Wrinkled tablecloths are acceptable for cheery Valentine’s breakfasts. So are dirty dog-jumps-on-windows windows. Right? 3. Oklahoma City is beginning to feel […]
Down Range
He who dwells in the Shelter of the Most High shall abide in the Shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1 When the word comes that this husband of mine will be needed Down Range, I take another bite. Sip another drink. Wipe another face. Rinse another dish. And I think, this is how I’ll do […]
Of Mercy New
“I come home and all I’ve done is peck the man on his lips as we pass in the driveway, and this after four days and nights of him away. I come home and I’m full of words and tears and need for HIM, but he’s tired and he falls asleep. We lay there, and […]
I See You
You smell like apple pie this morning, a little nutmeg, a sprinkling of sugar. I fold a palm to your chin and wipe at your tears, and my kiss lingers on your freckle-dusted skin. Were you the baby I suckled all those long years ago? Were yours the feet I pressed to my face, was […]
The Exhale and Inhale of Life
For the free gift is not like the trespass. When the thunder clapped such that the walls shook hard, and my bones shook violently in my bed, I thought the end of the world had come. It was one of those jolt-awake impressions, where dreams leak into this reality and we don’t know which way […]
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