Dear Friends, The most amazing thing happened to me on November 28. At the ripe old age of 51, I became a grandmother. My firstborn daughter Juliette gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Willow Martin Wareham was named for my late mother, Barbara Martin Elliott. Willow is a member of the Homeland Generation, Generation […]
Insight and inspiration on the Christian faith and from a Gen X blogger including the connection between God and religion and Generation X.
In early October, blogger Penelope Trunk wrote, “People only tell horrid stories in hindsight.” It reminded me of a wonderful poem by the Canadian poet Tanya Davis called Subtlety. You can read all the words here or listen to them below in the video. It’s so beautiful. Here’s one of my favorite lines: apparently there is […]
Dear Sully, Once upon a time, there was a famous blogger named Dooce who wrote a letter to her daughter every month for the first five years of her life. Eventually, the letters were turned into a book, which made the already rich and famous blogger even more rich and famous. I thought the letter […]
While I was obsessing about things that don’t matter, Amy died. Initial reports say she fell in the bathroom. Hit her head. Passed away. I discovered this on Sunday night, hours after her memorial service had already ended. I’d just put the kids to bed and finally picked up my phone and clicked on Facebook. […]
“Look at this picture I took of us,” I said, as I turned my iPhone to Robert and showed him my latest Instagram post. “I didn’t know how to caption it, so I didn’t write anything.” “Write, ‘I am not alone,’” he said. “They think you are alone.”
Happy Sunday! Here are some beautiful old hymns sung by students from Fountainview Academy, located in southern British Columbia, Canada. I especially love the first one. It’s a hymn I sung so many times growing up, I Know Whom I Have Believed. It was sung at Eric’s funeral in October 1985. The hymn’s title comes […]
Mary Undoer of Knots Pray For Us Mother of fair love, I look to you. Take into your hands the ribbon of my life, and see the snarl of knots that keeps me bound to sin, anxiety, and hopelessness. I beg you, Mother, by your powerful intercession and long fingers of love and grace, undo […]