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by Lisa-Jo | Jun 9, 2011 | Motherhood, Travel, Uncategorized
Since travel season – both near {we leave tonight to celebrate Pete’s grandma who turns 100. That’s 1-00, yo!} and far {more about that next week} – is upon us, I’ve started having travel-with-kids flashbacks. The kind you need therapy to...
by Lisa-Jo | Jun 7, 2011 | Blogging, Inbetween, Travel
Some days I’m ashamed of our house. {Sorry house} Other days I’m pretty sure our house is ashamed of me. The house and I? We have a love-hate relationship. Some days more hate than love. You see, it’s not really my house. I’m a renter. There, I said it. I’m a...
by Lisa-Jo | May 27, 2011 | Blogging, Five Minute Friday, South Africa, Travel
I have a new baby. A girl. And two boys. Life feels wild. Some days I worry about failing motherhood. But then I spend five minutes with you fine people and I remember. I remember how powerful the written word is. To encourage, to laugh, to cheer, to pray, to listen,...
by Lisa-Jo | May 24, 2011 | Callings, Faith, Travel
That voice in your head that says you’re no good. That says you’re uncool. That says you’re always behind the curve, at the back of the line, in the dark. That says you’ll never catch up, never get a break, never live into the dream you’re chasing in the midnight...
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by Lisa-Jo | May 20, 2011 | Blogging, Five Minute Friday, South Africa, Travel
Take a deep breath. You made it. It’s Friday. Got five minutes? Let’s write. Let’s write in shades of real and brave and unscripted. Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not. 1. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited...
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by Lisa-Jo | May 2, 2011 | Faith, Family, South Africa, Travel
I sit and rock my baby girl. She coos and looks up at me and I’m her whole word. I wrap arms around her and right there in my embrace is everything that is fragile and strong and beautiful about being alive. The tenderness and the courage of being connected. And it’s...
