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She laughs a lot.

January 22, 2021 ~ beckykuiper ~ 1 Comment

It’s getting harder to laugh these days, at least for me. How about you? My oldest son often mentions his favorite teacher, Sra. Triminio from third grade. She is a young brunette in her 20’s with high standards and an easy, laid-back way about her. She began teaching Spanish immersion at Grand Rapids Christian Elementary … Continue reading She laughs a lot.

Weight.

December 24, 2020 ~ beckykuiper ~ Leave a comment

On December 23, 2013, my dad took me to Meijer. We were due to have our fourth baby in about a week. Dad heard me say that we were ready for the baby, but we just needed one more thing – one of those Velcro swaddle blankets. There was a winter storm going strong outside, … Continue reading Weight.

Joy Imprint.

December 16, 2020January 13, 2021 ~ beckykuiper ~ Leave a comment

It was our first full day in Yellowstone on a big “out west” vacation this summer. After lingering in the classic beauty of the Teton mountains for four days – we were ready for the otherworldly variety show of Yellowstone. All morning, we drove and hiked around the steamy, stinky geyser basin where everything looks … Continue reading Joy Imprint.

Sunrise Sacrament

November 18, 2020 ~ beckykuiper ~ Leave a comment

This morning I was reading by lamplight in our cozy living room, with all the curtains closed. My six-year-old son slid across the wood floors toward the front windows, shouting, “Mommy open your curtains! You’re totally missing the sky!” I was totally missing it. “Sky 2020” has been quite a show, especially this fall. The … Continue reading Sunrise Sacrament

Jarritos and Hermitage.

November 15, 2020November 19, 2020 ~ beckykuiper ~ Leave a comment

Last week there was an empty Jarritos bottle in the cupholder of my minivan that made me smile every time I saw it. When I saw that bottle, I remembered my son hopping out of the car, guzzling the last inch of fruit punch Jarritos, and saying, “Thanks Mom. Love you,” before dashing back inside … Continue reading Jarritos and Hermitage.

“The Long Cut”

November 4, 2020November 4, 2020 ~ beckykuiper ~ 1 Comment

Last weekend, we were driving our minivan home through the Appalachian mountains with the kids. It had been a long day in the van, and fast food was the plan for dinner. We couldn’t agree on one restaurant, so we chose both Taco Bell and McDonald’s, the best options at that highway exit. At the … Continue reading “The Long Cut”

“Reconsider it pure joy.”

October 11, 2020October 11, 2020 ~ beckykuiper ~ Leave a comment

Does anyone else suffer from a vague fear that things are not going to be ok? That suffering is coming? In conversations both in person and online, I am hearing one of two things: blind optimism that everything will be fine, as soon as there is a vaccine; as soon as all businesses can reopen; … Continue reading “Reconsider it pure joy.”

“Get up and eat.”

September 16, 2020 ~ beckykuiper ~ Leave a comment

Grief is weighing down my heart yet again this week. Our company is reducing jobs, and the heaviness of losing friend after friend at work drains the bit of energy that I still had.  All these people who have added so much value to our work and our lives now need to start over. Monday … Continue reading “Get up and eat.”

The Smell of Hope

September 2, 2020September 2, 2020 ~ beckykuiper ~ Leave a comment

“It smells like Christmas!” A few weeks ago, we were hiking in the Tetons on vacation, and all of us noticed and commented on the scent of the pine forest wherever we hiked. It smells fresh and makes you want to keep taking deep breaths. And my sons kept saying how much it smelled like … Continue reading The Smell of Hope

Medicine for Fear

July 30, 2020 ~ beckykuiper ~ 4 Comments

One of my sons has been having “scary thoughts.” After the boys are in bed, Jamie and I turn on the TV and find something funny to watch. We hear the heavy footsteps on the stairs before he sheepishly comes in and tells us he can’t sleep. It’s not a stalling technique. He has an … Continue reading Medicine for Fear

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