August 6, 2017

The ultrasound was almost six years ago. I have told the story so many times that it's like those pajamas tossed at the foot of my bed....Not exactly fresh, but still a favorite.

I was all nerves. Quite frightened, to be honest. Our first pregnancy ended as a miscarriage ten months prior. Anyone who has been told there is no...

August 4, 2017

Instead of my usual two hour drive east, I'm receiving chemo in the local hospital today. The one where I gave birth to Eli three years ago.

In many ways, it all began in this building. 

The sounds from those memories are out of harmony with the IV drip. 

Memories of the first time I cried through breastfeeding my newbor...

June 4, 2017

I read recently that parenting is simultaneously celebrating accomplishments and milestones, while grieving each stage that is left behind. In the fall, London and Quinn will start kindergarten. May brought with it preschool graduation...one step closer to those long days where their giggles fill classroom walls instead of...

May 12, 2017

A robin has nested in our back patio eaves. The nest is just out of reach. We see it from underneath. Observing her coming and going. Building and sitting.

Sunday morning we noticed her land in the nest with a worm.

This is new.

When she left again, Jason slipped his camera up there. Sure enough, three brand new hatchlings! I...

May 10, 2017

In April we met Jason's family in Hood River, Oregon. His younger brother, John, lives in Portland with his girlfriend, Lauren. They are flexing their culinary muscles as chef, cheesemaker, pastry chef, and pop-up entrepreneurs. The rest of the family flew from the Dallas, Texas area. Our drive was about five hours...or fou...

May 8, 2017

May is the weather turning. It is opening my window at night so I can snuggle beneath the heaviest blankets, almost seeing my breath by morning. May is trips to the nursery for herb starts and annuals. It is the first Farmer's Market. Local lettuce, crates of apples stored over winter.

May is pushing swings in my backyard. 

L...

April 10, 2017

After graduating highschool, my folks purchased a used car for me. A stick shift Mercury Topaz.

That manual transmission was a steep learning curve. Steep.

Sitting at stop signs in our neighborhood, mom or dad next to me trying to coach me as I stalled again and again....

Driving I-90 from Spokane to Cheney in too low a g...

March 28, 2017

When I look back on the first years of our marriage, it seems like a life that belongs to someone else.... 

We were living an hour's ferry ride from Seattle. Jason was in the Navy, and I had a great job in retail management.

Seattle. On two incomes. Unlimited access to fresh Pacific seafood. Gourmet groceries. Cutting ed...

March 27, 2017

Massage therapy. Physical therapy. Radiation therapy. Chemotherapy. Retail therapy. 

Mirriam Webster defines therapy as...

  1. :  therapeutic treatment especially of bodily, mental, or behavioral disorder.

During last two months, I've faced some of my hardest days since initially recovery from radiation last Janu...

March 23, 2017

The American Health Care Act...

Do you know exactly what your representatives are voting for today? I'm guessing no.

And here's why. Paul Ryan and friends are still frantically revising the bill to achieve party support. There's the eleventh hour, and then there's the eleventh hour.

For a month we have been hearing about the...

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