Kristen Blog

 Summer seems to be slipping through my hands like sands through the hourglass (so are the days of our lives...). Lovely wildflowers at one of our all time favorite parks in Liberty, Stocksdale.  It has changed A LOT over the years, but it continues to be a place of joy for the O'Haras.  I feel like we have less opportunity to appreciate time outside together.  I guess that just makes the time we get even more valuable...right? Baseball is taking up a lot of it.  The kid plays twice a week and nearly every weekend.  You would think that might lead to burn out, but...this is MY son we are talking about.  Evan has had a very iPad summer.  He doesn't always want to go to the games, and I am often appreciative when he chooses to stay with his sisters or Grandma or his friend, Daniel.  It is more fun for him and less complaining I have to endure. He hung in like a champ last weekend.  It was hot, and we had a long day.  (Sundays are play until you lose, and we made it to the champio

I never realized how much I identified with Bono.     I, too, have been searching all over - the highest heights and the deepest depths - for so long...but I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.     Even more, I seem to have managed to find it and lose it all over again, many times over.     Going, happily, round and round my mulberry "bush." I would look to the past...d on't we all, at times, ache for the past?... if it hadn’t been even more lonely, isolating and depressing.  (But what am I saying?  I prefer to  be alone.    I just guess I didn’t like myself enough to know it back then.)  Sometimes I wish I could blindly believe “back in the day” is what I am longing for.    What can I say?    I am too honest, too literal…to practical???    Sometimes I actually wish I could just fall for the fascade for a bit.    Just a moment…happily, innocently, blindly, naively believe the blatant lie/s about what would make me happy.    Take the tiny pill and be obliviously supe

Well, listen...if I'm honest, things have been a bit rough around here.  Sometimes, whether by my own hand, by circumstance, by others, or by the hand of God...one too many cards get placed on the stack, and the whole structure comes tumbling down. We do what we know to do...we recover and we rebuild. If I'm totally honest, that is where I stand tonight.  There are too many things on my heart, and there are too many unresolved aches to say I am free and clear.  However, it NEVER hurts to focus on the happy things.  So...here is the recap of our latest happy things: I am in a new stage of finishing projects and using up excess materials.  (I have even been seen throwing things away...so unlike me, I know!)  I have an untold stash of yarns...an estate sale here (makes up the meat of it), a need there, and a birthday gift both here AND there...it has added up over time.  And I have decided I am ready to minimize and simplify when it comes to my crafting world.  No longer, is it a