the season of fallow + wholehearted
Instead of ending the year on fallow ground, a new wholehearted project bursted forth.
A Favorite Bible Verse
We should count the fish.
looking back to see ahead
Don’t wish your life away.
hesitation
I’m hesitant to write, but I think I’m starting to hear again. Is this what it means to “find yourself”?
a sacred task
keys
building snow people and things
“Building Snow People + Things”: I get overwhelmed with sorting out which stories are mine to tell and how to frame the kind-er truth. #sosmagic #adoption #fostercare
settle
forty-two.
Today, I am forty-two. I had to bump around the calculations to figure out the correct age. I lost track around 29. I know that seems cliche, but it wasn’t ever that way for me, like it is for some. I never worried about getting older. Maybe it was because my youth was forever secured when on my 21st birthday, the waiter handed me a kid’s menu. Maybe it’s because at 29 I felt like I finally became who I was made to be… A momma. A teacher. A writer.… Read more forty-two. →
Ruth Ayres Writes 