“I have long wondered if home is the place from which we come or the place we are headed.” ~Christie Purifoy Ten years ago, my husband and I packed our belongings into a moving truck and headed home. With my two small children peeking at me through the rearview mirror, I had a settledness in my…
“Where is home?” As an army spouse, this is one of the questions I’m most often asked. It’s a complicated query. I moved a lot as a young child, and I mostly grew up in Idaho. I was living in Washington, D.C. when I married my husband, who quickly whisked me away to North Carolina….
We’ve had some lovely posts on freedom and honoring both our forefathers and our military these past few days here at The Glorious Table, but as we wrap up the holiday weekend, I wanted to share with you what’s been on my heart, in case it speaks to yours too. Yesterday we had friends over…
It’s not much to look at from the outside. The paint is faded, the driveway is cracked, and the garden is dead (again). But if you come inside with me, I think you’ll see much more than a tired little house. Watch your step as you come in. My husband carried me through this doorway…