State of Days & Heart
You know, like a State of the Union address? Consider this my State of Days and Heart. 🙂 It’s been five weeks since the last words were spoken in this space. In that time, our family has: Celebrated my Sam’s fifth birthday with a Green Eggs and Ham...
Christmas Will Come
The boxes are piled shoulder-high throughout the basement, full of every single earthly possession we have. In the next three weeks there will be four preschool/church Christmas programs, my son will turn 5, a writing deadline will pass, Christmas Day will come and...
The Only Way to Stay Above Water
It’s here. The first day of December. It hasn’t started to snow here in Minnesota yet, but I’m holding out hope for a white Christmas just the same and I made it snow on my blog. So there, weather. Today is a BIG day. It’s the first of...
Major House Update!! {+ Other Fun Stuff}
We did it. Seventeen months after initially listing our house, we moved into a new one of our very own. It has three bedrooms and three bathrooms, two fireplaces and two living areas, a formal dining room and a three-season porch, and five very happy people living...
On a Blanket with what Really, Really Matters
Last week our youngest child turned one. Her first year has been one of transition, change and interruption. It’s been late nights and early mornings, dust and dishes, moving boxes and figuring out a new normal. Which kind of never came, besides regular crazy...
What We Can Do When Evil is Easier to See
Twenty-seven years later, Jacob Wetterling has been found. The horrific details have been dredged out and pushed into the light, and collectively we begin again the grieving process of a boy most of us never met, but whom all of us mourned. He changed our Minnesotan...
One for the Books
It’s been a month for the books, friends. My calendar said July was going to roar in with a great ‘whooooosh’ and swoop out just as quickly, but bobbing along in its tide has still been a surprise. We spent our annual weekend at family camp and as...
These Days, Mothering Is…
These days, mothering may not look like the movies. Or the TV shows. Or most of our Instagram feeds. Or our friends lives. Or what we thought it would look like. These days… Mothering is sharing all of my food. Anything on my plate, going to be on my plate, used...
From Where They Stand
The other day, my 4 year old took my phone. He held it carefully for an hour, snapping pictures at every turn. I posed with him for a few, but the subjects and angles were all him. All from his vantage point. All things that matter to him. All in the exact way that he...
When Love Looks Like a Latte
Collapsing into the couch, I stared out across the pond out back, too spent to actually see anything in my view. We’d just had the world’s worst trip to the store, hot on the heels of a day that wouldn’t quit being crappy, and I sent this SOS text to...
On the Other Mothers I will Celebrate on Mother’s Day
There are parents without carseats, diapers or pacifiers. Mothers who do not have bedtime rituals or middle of the night feedings. Parents without hand-stamped necklaces or birthstone rings. Parents who no longer have children. These are the other mothers – the ones...Meet Anna
Anna E. Rendell: Author, latte lover. Content Marketing Manager at (in)courage by DaySpring. Wife of Jared and mom of four littles. Telling real stories from real life, and encouraging you to find the extra in your ordinary.
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