March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

The Ordinary


These days, our life is marked by the ordinary and ordinary is good.  Often in our culture, it seems we can get caught up in being extraordinary.  However, it is in these ordinary moments that I find fulfillment.  Truly, changing the sheets, finishing the laundry, and putting it all away is an accomplishment in this house, and I am okay with that.  It isn't glamorous yet it makes our life run more smoothly.
Our ordinary is full.  Our ordinary can be complicated.  Our ordinary is certainly messy.  Our ordinary is fun.
 
Now don't get me wrong, I love the idea of extraordinary, but I have to believe that in these ordinary moments I am making a difference ~ at least in the lives of this family.  And most weeks getting the laundry completed and put away is an extraordinary task.
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