I’m Lynn and I’m addicted. To lots of things really. To the four little boys running around this house we call home. I’m addicted to my husband - most of the time, and to a God who loves me with a relentless love. I’m addicted to my kids’ school, our friends and soul conversations. And then I’m hooked on some other random things like candy (lots of it), my new paints, mountains (especially the ones in Telluride, Colorado), snow and skiing, our family lake house, hardy laughter and Annie (yes, as in the red-headed orphan)… oh and good books. I love stories. Real ones, happy ones, sad ones, and crazy ones that my kids and I make up as we sit together for lunch. Maybe I’ll share a few in this very addicting blog. I’d love to hear from you, too. Share your stories, if you care to. I’d be honored to read them. Life is richer when we share our stories. As Opal says in “Because of Winn Dixie”: I think we’ve not only forgotten to share each other’s sorrow, I think we’ve forgotten to share each other’s joy.”
Lynn and Bret in Chicago, Summer 2007
