Hi there. I'm Amy. I write here about my life and my issues. I also design blogs and websites at Uncluttered Design. I'm a mom to 4 and a former pastor's wife.
August 2004
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taking action
I had the opportunity to spend a few hours at the book store last weekend. It’s my place of choice when I can steal away for some time alone.
On this trip, I happened upon a book called Burned Alive. It’s a story about honor killing and one woman’s personal story of survival. Continue reading...
embarassing moments
Ever feel like you need a little comic relief? I’ve been feeling that way lately. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it) I don’t need to look any further than myself–not because I bubble with hilarity, I just happen to have an extensive repertoire of embarrassing moments. I have Continue reading...
Orphans (& Widows)
A couple in our church returned last week from China with their newly adopted baby girl. There must have been close to fifty people at the airport (despite it being 11 pm) to greet them and welcome their new bundle of joy home. It was extremely exciting and emotional. We have all Continue reading...
trying new things
I’ve played on a community softball team all summer. In a few hours we’ll be playing our last game of the season. Our team was new to the league this year, started by a friend of mine that wanted to get out, get active and have fun.
You may have noticed “win” was not Continue reading...
blew it
Well, it’s not even 10:00 am and I’ve already blown it twice with the ones I love most. I had an argument with my daughter after which I felt positively horrible–she’s only four and we were fighting about what she would wear today–not exactly the most important issue in life. Just as I Continue reading...
Memories
I had a weird experience the other day. Out of the blue I remembered an incident that occurred when I was about 13. It was weird because when I lived it, I didn’t think much of it, but when I thought about it again the other day, I felt sick to my stomach.
It Continue reading...
