my thoughts on life, love, faith, and motherhood
This morning, I dropped off my kindergartener to her school, and then my three-year-old to her preschool class. We skipped from the car into her school building and then walked to her classroom in silence, taking in all the sights and sounds of other… Continue Reading “Handle with Care”
I have stories to share from my life which I know God has written; beautiful events only God could orchestrate and also results from my own unwise decisions that only God could have restored. But, before I can collect the thoughts and emotions from… Continue Reading “The Pressure of Walking on Water”
This morning, I could have slept in for another hour. Instead, my ginger-haired girl tiptoed her way into my room, discovering an unopened package of Easter candy on her way to my side of the bed. “Mama! We didn’t eat all the Pez from… Continue Reading “Learning to be a GentleMom”
After lunch, I’m eyeing the clock, waiting for 1pm to get here. That’s the time for my two little ones to skitter up the stairs, I will read them a book (or three) and then it’s quiet time for both of them. After their… Continue Reading “Savoring the Time”
I found out recently that a friend from my past has died. I last saw my friend in Denver over 8 years ago. He wanted to come visit and ski, so he and I and a handful of my friends all met together and… Continue Reading “Redeeming Grief”
Tomorrow evening at around 9pm, my baby girl will be three years old. How is it possible she is that old, while at the same time, how has she not been part of me all my life? Just three years seems like such a… Continue Reading “Oh, the Possibilities”
When I was a kid, I shared a bedroom with my sister, my brother had his own room, and my uncle Mark had a bedroom downstairs, just up from the basement. My parents had their own bathroom in their room, and the rest of… Continue Reading “Secret Green”
When I write during my daughters’ nap time, my computer sits on the dining table with the cord plugged into the wall behind me. It’s fine while I’m sitting alone, but once my little girls come downstairs, I have to put away my laptop.… Continue Reading “Observant Participant”
Once I turn 16, I can drive. Once I graduate, I’ll move to where I want to live. Once I have a real job, I can buy a house. Once my acne clears up, I’ll wear expensive makeup. Once I meet the right guy,… Continue Reading “Once This, Then That”
These words swirling and floating through my mind like leaves caught up in a gale must escape me. They must be wrestled and pinned down before they can leave my mind to rest. The pen in my hand my weapon the paper journal pages… Continue Reading “mouthpiece design”