Languishing

So...I am too lazy to figure out what to do with this blog, and not being able to post photos makes me less likely to post at all. So I'...

To the Women I Love Who Turn Seventy This Year You were girls, of course, before you were mothers, in saddle shoes and crinoline, singing...

This is a long post, months in the writing. Bear with me, y'all. Back in December, Shaun was sick again . A week and a day after Th...

I grew up in a good Lutheran church. Well, really in a little house four blocks away, but you know what I mean. It was the church where my p...

I know I can't include photos right now, but I can't bear to let you all face the holidays without Languishing's wisdom. I stand...

So I know I'm slacking here. I know it. But it's not because I don't love you. And now, believe it or not, after nearly seve...

Our trusty old Verizon Vortex cell phone had finally worn out its battery: it couldn't stay charged long enough for me talk to anyone f...