one thing blog

Asleep on a layover…, a photo by one thing blog an online journal by Melissa Fedder on Flickr. Enroute to Uganda. Unfortunately Air Canada was delayed thus making us miss our Montreal connection and throwing off THE WHOLE trip. We loose a day with the Aylards but gain a night on Air Canada in London. [...]

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Wishing you rest, peace, joy, love, and a little bit of mess…

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“How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.” ~Annie Dillard It was one of those days where there was too much to get done and not enough motivation to get started. So you know what I did? Nothing. I sipped coffee and I chased after my children. I had a [...]

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My kids don’t sit still. Bedtime has been, most days, the only time the two will simultaneously submit to story-time. Rarely will my son willingly sit down at the table to do anything closely related to crafts, writing or colouring (unless of course I can somehow involve construction…then he will sit for longer periods). Yesterday [...]

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It’s easy to sleep walk through days. To wander through your home, to stumble over children, to stare at television or computer screens. Sometimes we forget that moments are precious and fleeting. Sometimes we forget that these moments that seem so ordinary are the only ones we have and that these children are being shaped [...]

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If you lose your husband you are a widow. If you lose your parents, you are an orphan, but there is no word I know for when you lose a child. I think it’s because it is the unspeakable. One year ago I stood in airport holding placard with scrawled name and I held strangers [...]

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Lost this morning. Don’t know where to start. Many, many things I should be doing, rather than sitting pen in hand.   Except I know that pen writes me back to You. These scratched pages, this black ink, writes the map of my heart… I will follow it back to You.   You who flung [...]

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When I first began to pray, perched in my window, listening to the tick of irrigation, my prayers were concrete and desperate pleas. So aware of my own smallness, trusting something bigger than myself… “Heal my daddys back”, “help me fit in at school”   As a teen my prayers were trapped in melodrama, hidden [...]

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“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who [...]

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We’ve been sick for ages over her. The baby girl has been ill for one full week which has meant that I can’t put her down. Not even for a moment. Not to make coffee and certainly not to make dinner. So we’ve not really had dinner for awhile over here. I start to get [...]

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