Sometimes reminiscing is one of my favorite things to do.
Especially on days when the present is just a little much for my heart/brain/everything to handle.
I loved the days when we were young, growing up in rural Kansas. The days when my biggest worry was how angry Mom was going to get from our muddy clothes or if a horse drinking a bucket of tadpoles was actually dangerous.
Those were the days.
As I recently sat pondering about my current roles involving marriage, motherhood and ministry, my mind drifted back to another of our favorite past times.
Climbing trees. [Read more…]