Where the Podcast Went
What happened, and what's happening today
In the afternoon, I rest from the day’s work for an hour or so. I stop rotating laundry, let the kitchen lay as it is, set up Ruby’s audio book, and retreat. Sometimes, I nap. Sometimes, I answer the siren call of gesso and Stabilo pencils. But most often what I want to do is use my pencil or keyboard and play with words. I might scribble out a poem, or revise a paragraph, or answer a pen pal’s letter, or flip through various books and find new words (galluptious! insuperable!). My notebooks have long been friends, comforting depositories for teasing out the multitude of thoughts within me.
I think about this as I visit my blog, this newsletter, this Substack, this whatever-we-call-it nowadays. Over eighteen years in, A Happy Home has been a blessing to me, where I have imagined tea with my readers, hoping to connect with others who also love God, love their families, and treasure the home and its importance in society. A Happy Home got its na…