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I wonder if everyone feels the same when I tell you that there is always something that keeps me just a smidge foggy in the head. I have enough girlfriends to reassure me that this is true for them at any given moment. These days, it has been a cold that has lingered long enough to identify as allergies. Maybe. So in between fitful sneezes and used-up tissues, Rick and I had another conversation that may sound very familiar if you have listened to Tapestry long enough. (

I remember walking in the neighborhood around this time last year when I crossed paths with a woman I had met a few times. She didn't remember and quickly apologized. I said what I always say, "I am never offended if someone asks my name again and again. We all have a lot going on." Her response was thought-provoking: "I have begun practicing 'Presence,' so I don't always remember things that happened a while ago because I am busy focusing on the here and now." "I though

I am convinced there will never come a season when we are not called to learn something. My hope is to not be held back more than necessary. I want to learn the lesson, hold on to what needs to be held on to, and let go of what I no longer need. God knows that I love a good pen and a fresh notebook, and He has made my textbooks evident over the years. Before moving, it was 100 Days of Believing Bigger by Marshawn Evans Daniels that helped me to feel fearful and yet be cour

"Are you ready to go to bed?" I asked Rick last night at 9:30 as we came to the end of another Secret Hotel Mysteries on the Travel Channel. "I am. I am tired," was his response. This is something that Rick Hirschmann does not admit freely nor often. We are both tired. 11 beds in the past few months. That is our running tally between having the kids here in this little 2 bedroom cottage, which then caused us to move in with our very hospitable neighbors, to our travelin

We. That is one of my favorite words as I think about how we have evolved and grown and experienced life together over these three plus decades. Both Rick and I grew up as only kids. That fact has challenged us in many ways to lay down the “I” and become the “we” who record this episode today. We closed episode 62 with a question. “What are we going to do to celebrate today?” Going to dinner at Campfire Grill would come later. The time getting there was filled with som

Episode 61 features our good friends Eric & Lisa Scheffert. We quickly realized that this was not going to be the only time we shared a virtual happy hour! The time passed so quickly, and we covered a broad array of topics. The care and keeping of those you love, travel, relationships, and railroads; these were just a few highlights. There was a theme throughout the subjects, and that was the obvious gift of hospitality that they each have in spades. I spoke about what i

As far as the past 2 years have gone, 1 step at a time, we have found our way. Big Move . . Check. Care for Margot . . Check. Calm the Cottage (renovate & bring a little cohesiveness to the space) . . Mostly Check. Big Move take 2 . . Check. Now sitting at the kitchen table, no longer having a designated office space, I remember back to the beginning when I presented the first inspiration picture to my beloved. We then began the work, or the BIG ASS "H", as we refer to it in

This is something new. This is not routine. Yet. Louie came in just before 7 this morning for no other reason than to wake me up, to tell me to get out of bed. I am convinced of this, as when I did get up to let him outside, he had no interest at all and simply took to the couch. The mantra of this season, as mentioned in episode 59, Routine, is "it won't always be this way," and so, in that knowing I went back to lie down and let my mind wander for a bit. I glance up to

We are out of sorts. I am out of sorts. For the better part of a year, we have been walking side by side with Blue, my mother in law, diagnosed with lung cancer and now living out her final months. We travel back and forth from Greenville, SC to Hendersonville, NC weekly and never at the same time. We live out of 3 bags total where the contents may change slightly but they never hold anything more than tshirts, sweats and a few other necessities. I miss dresses. Sometimes

And with this thought, I woke up. One of the key elements of living a life of faith is humility. I am reading through Leviticus right...

I was talking with my son in law recently when once again, we found ourselves trying to discern what is for the best. "There has not...

I sat down in the chair as she draped the cape over my shoulders and turned me to face the mirror. We both stared at our reflections. ...