HeyJaredNell Muses
Musings from my heart to yours on healing, the gift of story, the value of silence, the path of my mothering, and the questions of the heart.
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musings on encounters (opens the original)
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We are neck-deep into the beginning of school, that sense that we never left but with the glimmer of joy that this year’s freshness brings. Cross-country meets, college visits, Honors Calculus, and other math unmentionables for my junior in high school combined with first kindergarten drop-offs for my youngest at his public school with great special educational help. All big things. All wonderfully exhausting. Sitting in the park adjacent to his school, waiting to figure out what their pick-up s
musings on the need for mom friends (opens the original)
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We met early. Very early. It was before I had to head into work. It was a thirty-minute drive for her before the sun had fully roused. I thanked her about three times in as many minutes and bought her coffee. We immediately talked about the deep stuff that friendships can sustain without having seen each other in many months—our relationships with our children, our prayer lives, our fears, our resurrected joys. I won’t see her uninterrupted for probably another six months—mostly just at school e
Summer Catch-Up for Paid Subscribers (opens the original)
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Dear friends,How patient you all are! I started a new job in May and the extra time has been . . . nonexistent. I have some wonderful news to share and this is a special way to share the ins and outs of family life. Thanks for being here. Head<source type="image/webp" /
musings on the great change of work (opens the original)
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I stood, swaying slightly, in front of the family calendar on the way in the kitchen hallway, erasing, writing, tapping my foot. This wall calendar has served us swimmingly well. I need to write smaller, I decided. The summer monsoon of activities wasn’t that disparate, but certainly was cascading. Swim team: together. Check. Tennis lessons: together. Check. Ballroom dance: together. Check. He’s working as a life guard, she’s biking up to babysitting jobs. The littler ones are walking up to my m
musings on being received (opens the original)
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I scraped my chair, mindful of the tape my youngest had wrapped around it for fun and that he had removed the bottom pads. The hardwood floors bore the marks of many scrapes, and I made a mental note to replace the pad. It registered on the list of mental notes which overflowed my mental notebook. I finished the handful of pistachios. My friend laughed, I laughed, and the floor was scraped. She came to keep me company while most of my family was out of town. We covered families, the future, our
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