Category Archives: All Things Delcambre
known and found together in NYC.
Our feet made similar stride patterns on streets ringing old with history and ambivalence. We were later than we wanted to be and rushed to capture the night earlier lost to slower moving crowds and tourists like us staring at … Continue reading
love, its leaving and infinite sadness || A Deeper Story
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break. – William Shakespeare, Macbeth Maybe, William, but maybe a heart broken isn’t all bad. I’m one of three given to my … Continue reading
the loss of effective parenting.
I see their smiles now easy and free. Peace quiets worry at this sight. And joy fills my heart in the deep of night. Most days lived under our shared roof sprawl out without much difficulty. Comfort and security … Continue reading
O Book, where art thou?
When I set out to write a book, I didn’t fully know what to expect or even how to exactly think through a book from initial thought to published product. Maybe if I did know I’d still be standing there … Continue reading
together, out of good.
Grant, O Lord, that as we are baptized into the death of they blessed Son our Saviour Jesus Christ, so by continual mortifying our corrupt affections we may be buried with him; and that through the grave, and gate of … Continue reading
spring break pictorially.
We took to the mountains; retreated into snow to forget for a moment and remember all that really matters, what we truly know. Spring break in Colorado couldn’t have come at a better time. No infringing schedule or deadlines … Continue reading
together, in the branches.
Nothing beats late nights with amazing friends meandering through conversation of all that was, is and hopefully will be. Of equal irreplaceable delight is waking up late into morning with family and those friends to another day of snowy … Continue reading
together, into the undoing.
Another step down into the hazy, deeper, covered parts of our hearts where words are better to be whispered intently as to let them escape into normal conversation. This is new, hallowed ground for all of us to be treading … Continue reading
together, into the thin.
Today I didn’t feed the kids. Well, almost. Sure they had breakfast and lunch, and I’m sure a couple necessary preparatory snacks between the two, but their after school routine was void of the coveted snack. They went without … Continue reading
interlude, the music plays on.
Every person both great and small is who they are behind the scenes, inside of closed doors where they are truly who they are removed from pretense and pretending faces of happy or important. As twelve worn months piled high, … Continue reading