This is a blog including — but not limited to — a love of writing, the outdoors, and three Grissom men.
Three years ago, I set a writing schedule: Monday/Wednesday/Friday from 5:30-7:30 a.m. I love the early morning. My plan was to submit my best work from grad school to journals, make edits to stories and essays based on feedback I’d received from classmates, and then after that, write new things. Man, I had no idea how much free time I had back then!
I got into a stride, and then I found out we were expecting. Thus began total exhaustion, and thus ended The Writing Schedule. Lincoln was born on September 24, 2012. He is the stuff poems are made of. I can’t complain!
On July 10, 2014, Lincoln’s brother Hyatt was born. If we weren’t on our toes before, we sure are now. Maybe when our boys are out of the house I’ll get back on that writing schedule.
On June 23, 2016 a kind doctor told me I had Stage 1 breast cancer. So, for a while I wrote about that a lot. Amazingly, the diagnosis and treatment journey brought more joy than heartache. You wouldn’t believe the compassion we were shown.
I was declared cancer-free in February 2017.
Lincoln and Hyatt don’t even remember going through all of that.
Thanks for reading my Rockville diaries.
from Psalm 46
God is our refuge and strength,
an ever-present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam
and the mountains quake with their surging.
There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
the holy place where the Most High dwells.
God is within her, she will not fall;
God will help her at break of day.