by Ashley Larkin | May 12, 2014 | Faith, Family, Hope, Mothering, One Word: Seek, Open endings, Perspective
I reach into the laundry basket of clean clothes that’s been sitting here for the last four days, pull out the boxer shorts and see again the identical gray and black checked pairs and wonder how I didn’t notice that I was buying two that were exactly the...
by Ashley Larkin | Mar 6, 2014 | Faith, Fear, Grace, Love, One Word: Seek, Perspective, Trust
The DMV is one of life’s great equalizers. Yesterday morning I take a number, sit in a plastic chair and wait. I cannot make anything move faster — not the people, not the numbers lit red on the rectangular screen above our heads, and neither can anyone...
by Ashley Larkin | Feb 6, 2014 | Faith, Hope, One Word: Seek, Open endings, Perspective, Poetry
She pushes past coats in the wardrobe, like Lucy seeking light from the lamp post that stands stalwart, looks to the whirl of flakes in that hidden place, the unfolding mystery of choreography It’s a struggle to the center of things because this room with wood...
by Ashley Larkin | Jan 28, 2014 | Childhood, Family, Favorite posts, Just Write, Mothering, One Word: Seek, Parenting, Perspective, Surrender, Tell His Story
I write in my basement where puffy cotton clouds dangle from the ceiling along with lines of raindrops cut from paint chips. Through the window, I see the backyard where buckets and rags mingle with sticks jammed into grass and a makeshift drying bench for washed and...
by Ashley Larkin | Jan 22, 2014 | Childhood, Grace, Mothering, One Word: Seek, Perspective, Redemption, Surrender
Yesterday, when I dropped J off at school for her field trip — to the play, Charlotte’s Web — I realized she was without a scarf or gloves. I unwound my scarf from my neck and wound it round hers, I pulled my gloves out of my pocket and watched as...
by Ashley Larkin | Jan 14, 2014 | Faith, Family, Grace, Gratitude, Mothering, One Word: Seek, Rest
When we hunger to belong, it is home we seek. When we toss, turn, stirring and straining, it is home we want. When we wrap in blankets, warm water and embraces and long to stay right here always, it is home. When we ache for assurance, tenderness, understanding, it is...
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