A New Direction :: Give Yourself the Grace to Begin Again
Near the end of 2019, I did what many of us do. I made an assessment of the past year and considered some goals for 2020. Notice that I said goals, not resolutions. I’ve set resolutions in the past and I’ve learned that giving myself the ultimatum...
What a White Baby in a Black Neighborhood Is Teaching Me About Prejudice
Vicksburg Street, Detroit. For a long time, I was afraid to drive through this neighborhood. When our son moved into an apartment in downtown Detroit a couple of years ago, we assumed it was temporary. Then he bought a house on Vicksburg Street, met a girl, got...
Fall Is For Roots, Spring Is For Shoots
We did a bit of landscaping this spring, with the help of a professional, and I’m loving the result. Coral bells have been blooming and miniature hydrangea bushes are just finishing their show. And the sedum is spreading like wildfire. “Fall is for roots,...
When Going Back Means Moving Forward
The car was filled “to the gills” and an equally full pick-up truck will soon follow. Our son is moving back to Chicago. This morning, as he and his brother headed north down the road that leads out of our valley, I didn’t cry or linger in melancholy...
Take 5: Pause To Start and To Finish
There’s plenty to read on the Internet about the benefits of “brain dumps.” We’re urged to take time before beginning a new task or at the start of a new day to write down (or dump) all the things crowding our brains. Tasks, ideas, concerns,...
I’m Ingrid, a lover of good coffee, great stories and heart-felt discussions. This is where I share my “slice of life” ponderings and invite you to join the conversation. For more about my family and our valley life, take a walk around Selah Pond.
