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It might be easier to move
I’m not really sure how that happened. One day I’m looking at a perfectly clean and organized house and then in a blink it looks like a crime scene or burglary. Boxes and bins turned over, drawers...
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And I thought my kids were done with my breasts
My breasts were a big deal to my kids when I was nursing. Not that they were all that big, just a big deal at meal time. Which seemed like an all day activity most days. Then when my breasts … Continue...
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Five Minute Friday: After
As I sink deep under the covers, the dog snuggles on my left side, DW on my right, and my breathing slows down. I arrange and rearrange the covers and the pillows, prop them up higher, pound them down...
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I think God spoke to me through Mary Pope Osborne
I’ve been feeling conflicted about adding my blog link to The Better Mom on Mondays. Even though the tag line is “Sharing Life and Learning Together”, I know that the focus is sharing a Christian life...
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Dropping Her in the Deep End
“I want to make varsity by my junior year,” she says, “and I want to build my endurance and look my best by the end of the summer!” “Sounds like a plan,” I respond absently, knowing in my heart that …...
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And then the truth came out
It was hard to sleep Monday and Tuesday night. I just kept replaying my daughter’s voice in my head over and over. Her words convicted me. “It was better than I thought,” she muttered, “I’m sure...
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Five Minute Friday: Here
I have five minutes to write, five minutes to breathe creativity into my day. But nothing enters my head or rests on my heart this morning. I listen for inspiration. I listen to the purr of the...
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The best gift we can give our children might be our friends
“Barbara is dying,” my mom’s voice shuddered, “she is in the hospital.” Barbara, or Aunt Barbara as I came to address her, was an adopted family member. I’m not sure who adopted who, but my every...
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Five Minute Friday: Friend
It’s not Friday, I know, but I’ve been thinking about this prompt for several days. Friendship is something necessary to me – as necessary as breathing. But it changes as you get older. It was far...
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Sanity is overrated. Besides, then what would I blog about?
For years, reading was just escape. The feel of untraveled pages, words pressed intimately into my naked palm, was as exciting as holding a plane ticket. I could hear characters whispering, smell their...
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Five Minute Friday: Brave
My idea of brave has not only changed over the years, but has morphed into something different even today. It’s become more of an understanding, than a definition. Maybe even an epiphany. Brave is not...
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I measure my success in smiles
I’ll be honest. I wasn’t completely sure what home school would do to this household. Often what I think things will look like, and how they actually emerge, don’t fit exactly right. Many times I find...
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A long drive home
Standing on his doorstep, waiting, it felt like the whole summer had slipped away on the long drive home. Summer vacation meant road trips and visiting extended family and friends. It meant sibling...
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Five Minute Friday: Comfort
So many times writing prompts bring my thoughts to childhood memories. But lately, I seem to be slipping back into a time of suspended youth without prompting, meditating on a life already lived. I...
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Alone on Mother’s Day
“What do you want to do for Mother’s Day this year?” diligently asked DW. He knew his time was running out to take the girls shopping. “I want to drink a bottle of wine, eat chocolate and scrapbook all...
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Summer is approaching, and I’m freaking out
Monday night I pulled out a chart at a booster club meeting, to mark people’s responses for our end of the year banquet. It wasn’t very elaborate. There were columns for those that had confirmed “yes”,...
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Five Minute Friday: View
I stand too far away. I linger in doorways, overwhelmed by the mess. Closing my eyes, I try to picture one thing at a time and listen for someone else’s voice. Listen for solace. But I am still fearful...
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Five Minute Friday: Imagine
“Imagine” is a song written and performed by the English musician John Lennon. The best-selling single of his solo career, its lyrics encourage the listener to imagine a world at peace, without the...
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Sometimes I purposely make messes to clean up messes
DW walked into our downstairs office a couple of weeks ago and unexpectedly found me rearranging furniture, bookshelves, and supplies. Again. “There is something seriously wrong with you,” he said...
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You shouldn’t use words you don’t know
It’s hard to believe it was just over two years ago that The Tortoise was learning about the reproductive system. Now she is learning how to drive. Of course, that was seventh grade and not the first...
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