Symbel-wynn Reflections

There’s always an adjustment. A stretching. Strangely enough, to kids, none of this actually seems strange. For instance, the adjustment time of a child to country living is incredibly quick. Kids were made to stretch out. So, when given the space, they stretch! They inhale deep breaths into young lungs and take off at a…

8/22/22 There is a mist in the valley as the sun comes up this morning. That mist that starts white, with some shades of grey, is suddenly tinged with orange. Now whole sections are blazing in shafts of rosy light. It’s only a moment before orange softens to gold and the fog dissipates and blends…

6/20/2023 In our first years as a couple, Brandon and I headed up our church’s softball team. He loved to play, and I enjoyed keeping the stats and cheering everyone on. One year, we were awesome! Most years, we were average. Some Tuesday nights, our line up was packed with a field and bench full…

5/14/2023 I’m sort of a grouch about Mother’s Day. I think it’s silly to *have* to do something for your mother today. Required “Hallmark” love doesn’t satisfy. Twenty years ago, I wished Mom my very last “Happy Mother’s Day” into her earthly ears. When I look back at old pictures of Mom, I don’t feel…