I feel like a poorly made Gluten Free waffle.

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Yes. I have photographic evidence of said waffle. I made it this morning. Each Sunday morning, for our family breakfast, I follow the exact same…

Houston, Texas A Happy Accident

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One idea. One moment. One thought. One place to start. Before my life is over I want to make sure I do my part. I…

I suck at Christmas and am even worse at gift receiving.

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I think Dave would agree as represented in what he said earlier today: “Beth, I love Christmas, but each year you make me want to…

Making Our Way to the Austin City Limits Music Festival

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I went to bed at 2:00 a.m. I tossed and turned. Between tossing and turning, I checked my email, Facebook and Instagram.  My alarm went…

Post Delay While We Heal Dave’s Big Brain

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Often my writing is filled with angst-y, dark moments. It is true. For me, writing pain sentences comes easier than articulating light happy ones. Maybe…

High Anxiety

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At 1:47 AM I walked into our bedroom. As you can imagine, I have not been sleeping much this week. Dave exclaimed, “My head hurts.…