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There and Back Again ~ A Quigley Journey

After 28 days of travel, 7,312 miles,  43 state license plates, 237 punch-buggy sightings and 14 different sleeping locations, we are home again and settling in. I left you all with the last post of Practicing Grace and that’s exactly what I’ve been doing. It’s crazy stuff packing for a 28 day journey.  We were filling holes for our ministry;  lining-up house-sitters, dog-sitters … Continue reading →

In the Place of Practicing Grace

In a little over a week, my world will consist of highways, cooler-food and hours of time with five people I love.  We are venturing out for time away and dropping off our first-born at college. I’m practicing grace. I have lists of to-do… to-pack… and don’t-forget.  These lists, if allowed, can fill my days because I’m a list-completer.  I like marking it off … Continue reading →

Stretching to Be Long ~ Five Minute Friday

 Today, we are joining up with Five-Minute-Friday, where we write on a one word prompt for 5 minutes. Today’s word prompt is: BELONG. If you’d like to link up or read others with the same word prompt, click here! GO: “Mommy, can I be long here?” I was curled up on the one end of … Continue reading →

Summer Reading List

To be completely honest, I wish I could spend more time reading!  I love curling up with good books and taking words in…but in my life those times just don’t happen enough. Time is limited and I’m trying to manage it better.  My reading goal is a minimum one hour a day even if it’s just moments snuck in here and there…even while waiting in … Continue reading →

Raised to Release – Five Minute Friday

My hubby and I planned it this way. “Let’s have our kids close so we go through everything at the same time…diapers, potty-training, car seats, amusement park rides…” When we had our first, life became crazy and our normal was out the window. We had to find a new normal or go crazy forcing everything into our old normal. … Continue reading →

Five Minute Friday ~ Messenger

I remember, as a little girl, sitting at my small metal folding table with the red-flowered top, writing short stories and taping them to my mother’s dining room wall. I was play-writing, or writing for play, whichever way… I just wanted to write. Writing down thoughts has a way of clearing my mind. If it’s … Continue reading →