by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
My husband was away recently for a few days of out-of-town work and instead of going to sleep at reasonable hour, I stayed up and binge read the blog of a writer I’d heard interviewed earlier that day. I read her entire blog–all five years of...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
It’s early April, and here in the midwest, already spring’s verdant march across the lawn toward the front door is more than a hint or a dream. The bright landscape leaves no question that winter, though it could at any moment clench its frosty fist, has...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
There is a time for everything. I know this. I believe it. The thing is, when a sliver of life overwhelms me, I forget it. I tend to operate on the assumption that whatever is going on in my life–good or bad, joy or sorrow–will last forever. The seasons,...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
We’ve taken to watching a little football at our house on Sunday afternoons and when the talk turns to the Super Bowl, I remember the day I found some unexpected beauty in Yellowstone. Oh, I expected to find beauty, but not indoors, not around the television,...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
The littlest things make a difference, little things such as bits of scarlet in a tangle of brown on a winter’s day. It’s often true, what Blaise Pascal wrote: A little thing comforts us because a little thing afflicts us. A little thing can make all the...
by Natalie Ogbourne | | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
The year I got married, my husband’s mom told me she’d read that the Christmas season brings thirty-nine additional items to a woman’s already overflowing to-do list. At the time I thought the number seemed a wee bit overstated but with age and experience, I’ve...