she is comfort the sound of rain on the faded tin roof the hum of the needle making stitch after stitch the first ice cream of summer, dripping down the cone the smell of tea olive blossoming beneath the starlit sky the sound of her voice on the other end of the line reassures me… Continue reading apricity
Way back when, when my oldest was quite a small girl, we often found ourselves over at my dear Joyful friend's house. She and her girls were our lifeline, our fun, and our safe place to land. They were my girl's sisters for that time and for life, and I am always thankful for them.… Continue reading A Sucker for Love
The day my Aunt and I found ourselves in a parking garage was a day of rain and slick roads and hard things and laughter and stories and all the good things of being with someone you love and adore can be, despite what the Universe has going on around you. Because, in case I… Continue reading The One About the Parking Garage
Yesterday the littles and I were heading over to my Aunt's for some cousin time and to circle the wagons. As we traveled the familiar path, our Princess announced from the backseat, hairbrush in hand: "I just want my hair to look nice, and I'm worried that it doesn't." Yes. We are those people. We… Continue reading You Know You’re Loved When…..
My Cousin is one of the most fascinating and beautiful folks I know. Wait. Perhaps I should start at the beginning. So Saturday night, after a lovely afternoon of painting and then a massive trip to the grocery store, I came home to unload and start supper. I wasn't doing the best I could do,… Continue reading The One About the Finger Injury, Birthing Goats, and Green Yarn
Thursday evening as we pulled into the middle school parking lot, arriving for the littles' gymnastic recital, Cooter piped up from the backseat, "I wish Maemae weren't dead." Oh my heart. Bless him. Me too, baby boy. Me too. I'm not sure what prompted him to feel that, but maybe it's because she was there… Continue reading A Legacy of Loving
Tonight was our Princess' Christmas dance recital. Precious. From the little ones dancing to a song about having chicken pox at Christmas to the precision of the older girls as they performed their jazz number, it was a wonderful way to celebrate the season. I am thankful over and over for my children being able… Continue reading Selfie with Superman
We had a visitor today. And it was total chaos. My crew, every single one of them, were loud and boisterous and jumping around or lying on the floor. (Seriously y'all, Cooter was trying to do back flips in the middle of all this.) Several conversations were going on at once--about dolls and Star Wars… Continue reading A Visitor, the Chaos, and Love All Around
Ahh, the ebb and flow of life. Specifically, today, the life with a child with severe food allergies. This morning when I took the littles to our first stop on the OutandAbouts for the day, where they have been learning good things all week, I saw the little girl who had enjoyed watching my… Continue reading Ebb and Flow and Food Allergies
Sunday afternoon found us at my Aunt's house. A place of sanctuary and peace for me. Maybe partly because it's a place to go that Mt. Washmore doesn't threaten to take me down nor is the sink threatening to erupt from all the dirty dishes. But mostly I think it feels that way for me… Continue reading Y’all just look at that purple!