pursuing a life of purpose
“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. ‘Pooh?’ he whispered. ‘Yes, Piglet?’ ‘Nothing,’ said Piglet, taking Pooh’s hand. ‘I just wanted to be sure of you.’” —- My grandmother died this month. She was old and it was not completely unexpected and everyone said things to our family like “she’s in a better place” and […]
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(1) The Alka Seltzer jingle. What fun, the kids running around plopping and fizzing with wild abandon over and over at dinner AND later in the bathtub AND streaking across the house shrieking WHAT A RELIEF IT IS! until finally I’m like “it’s not even a song. It doesn’t work that well. Stop it […]
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I should be in bed by ten. I should be at the gym. I should be more optimistic and use more restraint and quit drinking full-calorie beer. I have got to cut out the word “I” and perhaps not sit on the floor crying when my three-year-old tells me I’m the worst person ever while […]
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(1) I said “thank heavens” the other day and my daughter was all “I don’t understand why you say that – what’s heaven got to do with it?” She found that so clever that she began pointing out all kinds of things I say that don’t make sense and noting spelling errors in books and […]
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In Christian circles, we hear people saying with gleaming eyes that their work is their calling: their daily chores are acts of worship. And yet to all those other people, the ones sitting in mortgage companies and DMV offices and drive-through bank windows, I dare say it’s not always beautiful. You may feel like it’s […]
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If an author is passionate about sharing words to motivate or inspire, he writes. He hides in an upstairs guest room converted to an office with computer cords and plastic cups of water and a few used Kleenex wadded up and thrown down by his feet. And he writes – when his kids are asleep […]
[Continue reading...]So I was at the ER today with my son. You parents out there feel me that this is the single most frustrating experience to have as a parent, aside from the stomach flu, peeling legos from the bottom of your foot, scrubbing oatmeal from bowls, pretending to care about football games, and ripping […]
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I woke all alone, curled on sheets Tangled up in white down. Outside a diamond sparkled on a leaf The cut and polished dew They say morning has broken But it doesn’t seem broken to me Rain-soaked weeds burst through the earth Leaves shimmer like tassels to the wind, dancing. It seems like […]
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I have always wanted to be a good housekeeper. I visit friends whose houses are clean and clutter-free and envy them, like a far-reaching star that I just admire. My pattern is typically this: a super-clean house for a day, then three days of “oh dear, I really need to get to that,” then a […]
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This morning at 2 am, I rose. My neck was sore and my chest was tight. There is a weariness that comes from living this life and bearing so many crosses, and our age overpowers us. And yet the fog was clearing, and the time was near. I heard the bugle sound, which signaled not […]
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Hello! My name is Amanda Hill and I'm a writer and lawyer in Austin, Texas. Take your time to look around, and welcome!
