To Capture a Legacy in Stories
Six years ago, I sat down with my Dad and asked him to tell me some of his stories. I’d heard a lot of them, but once he got going, Dad surprised both of us with all the things he remembered about growing up in a small town during The Great Depression and all...
When the Seasons of Life Seem All Too Brief
Autumn is showing its colors in the valley this week and I can hardly contain myself. Looking out my kitchen window or hiking out to the cabin, I’m surrounded by beauty. This season is my favorite, but it’s all too brief. I wait for it as I notice the...
Who Do You Say I Am?
I have a passion for sharing our stories. If you’ve hung out here long enough, you probably noticed that. (I talk a lot about it here.) Lately, I’ve been guiding a small but mighty group of godly women in my church toward owning their hard stories. And not...
To Write the Ending of His Story
If you were given the chance to write the ending of your life story, what would it look like? What would you be doing in your last days? My Dad would be working. That’s right — working. Dad loved to work and held so many different jobs throughout his...
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. I’ll meet you at the cabin!
