I pass by this memorial to the American soldiers who've died in Iraq every day that I drive to work. I've watched the crosses added and the hillside fill up. The number doesn't even begin to reflect the number of military dead from other countries or the citizens of Iraq killed since this all began. My fear is we'll run out of hillside before we run out of war.
love life. love god. wildly head over heels with my one and only forever and ever. cherish family. teach children about faith or should i say they teach me? watch too much TV. drink too many espressos. stalks too many mommy and me and foodie blogs. collect pez candy dispensers, vintage kitchen aprons, and starbuck gift cards. generous much of the time with bouts of selfishness. insecurity occasionally masked as self-confidence. obsessive compulsive. passionate and opinionated about everything without exception. long hot baths a must. talks baby talk to cats. whines as needed. laughs frequently. dream of being a writer. dream of being a baker. dream of making a living doing what i love. love nature but refuse to sleep in it without comfortable bedding and a night light. occasionally use my outside voice inside. play well with others as a general rule. honest. loyal. house-broken. optimistic enough to believe that one day all God's people will be treated and valued equally.
My personal blog is The Passionate Plate: Savoring Life in Small Bites (anitasblog.com) and my ministry blog is SisterFriends Together (sisterfriends-together.org).
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