Small Hours
Marking Time
On September 22, 2017 | 2 Comments

Thursday, 21 September, 3:30 PM The post was on Instagram: a gorgeous seaside photograph, the image drenched in sunset. A lone figure stood looking at the ocean, her back to the camera. The caption: “Goodbye, summer.” This was a month ago, maybe more. That time when college students return to campus, but nearly a month […]

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Birthday! A Different Way to Party
On September 20, 2017 | 2 Comments

All week, we are celebrating the 1st Birthday of Healing Maddie Brees by offering the book for only $0.99! It’s an incredible deal, and you can find links to all your favorite e-book retailers here. I know, I know. I should have told you sooner– and I have posted about it on all the social media things. But life is […]

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Saying Goodbye
On September 15, 2017 | 1 Comments

“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art…. It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which gives value to survival.”  C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves We’ve lived in Durham, North Carolina now for 23 years. I find this hard to believe; I find it difficult to believe that I’m old enough to […]

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Of Teachers and Why We Love Them, My Favorite One, and Two Birthdays
On September 13, 2017 | 0 Comments

I think we’ve seen the last of them for this year: the first-day-of-school photos that spill down our social media screens. Darling children in their new clothes and unscuffed shoes, grinning for the camera and holding their signs: Amelia, second grade. Dylan, fourth. And the less-than-darling, I’m-too-old-for-this children, holding signs or not, wearing I-couldn’t-care clothes […]

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Words Over Coffee
On September 8, 2017 | 0 Comments

His email arrived sometime in May, or maybe late April. An invitation. He’s a writer, a someday filmmaker, and he wanted to talk Art. I’ve known Joel since he was born, I guess. His family and ours go to the same church; his age falls just between that of Everett and Emma. I’m sure they […]

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Such a Thing as Always
On August 12, 2017 | 2 Comments

And because it was so beautiful, it set me longing, always longing. Somewhere there must be more of it. C.S. Lewis, Til We Have Faces Before our son’s wedding in July, I had never been to the Pacific Northwest, never seen British Columbia, never been in Seattle. Well, okay, I had been in the Seattle airport. […]

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Delightful Perplexity
On May 12, 2017 | 1 Comments

I might have been ten years old, maybe younger, and we were taking my visiting aunt and uncle to the airport. Why I brought my tangled mess of necklaces along in the car with me I’ll never know, but my aunt noticed my struggles with them and asked me to hand them over. “I love […]

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Our House
On May 7, 2017 | 0 Comments

Things are a just a little bit thrilling at the Stevenson household these days. I suppose it isn’t obvious on the surface. On the surface, daily life is what we’ve got: the boys to school every day, Emma to school every day, Bill to work. Soccer practice and games and a chorus concert for Emma; […]

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It’s Okay to Ask
On February 23, 2017 | 3 Comments

Time spent teaching is never lost. I spent an hour in a 9th grade classroom yesterday. The first time in nearly five years. This was at a public school, Durham School of the Arts downtown. The place where my daughter now spends her days, where my middle son used to spend his. And we’ve lived […]

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Field Day
On February 13, 2017 | 0 Comments

It has always been the field at the bottom of our neighborhood, the backyard of the community pool. Earliest memory finds us there with baby William at his first Easter, eight months old and unable to walk and sitting in the sand that is the volleyball court. We were late for the egg hunt, but […]

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