So this is it. An ordinary day that has really big things attached to it. And to be honest, I'm really excited. For every single day, three years in a row, I've sat down at some point during my day, usually after all have gone to bed and the house is quiet, and I've shared… Continue reading Family Jewels
Tag: love
holding my hand
if we are all, as the writer Ram Dass says, walking each other home then I am so thankful that you are here to listen when I laugh and when I cry to take in my stories and keep them safe and when I lose my way, it is you, always you, who gently takes… Continue reading holding my hand
A Sucker for Love
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
playing make believe
when I was little you sat down and played with me in the midst of all the grownup stuff you stepped away into my world and we played all the things we were adventurers royalty bandits horses chefs store clerks teachers and what I imagined you made into reality with a nod of your head… Continue reading playing make believe
blue
perhaps that candle he said you should use countless years ago showed how unique and precious he thought you to be like one blue candle in a sea of red amidst the holiday festivities maybe he was saying you are a treasure unlike any other and I would agree blue was his favorite and so… Continue reading blue
You Know You’re Loved When…..
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…..
Happy Birthday and Being Held Close
A few years back my friend told me about how, in the Celtic culture, the Holy Spirit is symbolized by the wild goose. Since that time, I've found comfort in seeing a flock of them grazing in a field or near a pond and in the sound of them flying overhead in the grey winter… Continue reading Happy Birthday and Being Held Close
The Best Kind of Gifts
This afternoon after going out on a few holiday jaunts, the littles and I came home. They never made it in the house, as they saw their friends out playing in the neighborhood and took off to join them. As it was growing darker, I walked down to my neighbor's house to call the children… Continue reading The Best Kind of Gifts
Christmas Lights and Marital Bliss
Today we finally got the lights on the tree. We've had a time of trying to find time to actually go tree hunting, what with the Fella being gone, and Aub having finals and papers and all the things due this week, and all the things the littles do. And once we got the tree… Continue reading Christmas Lights and Marital Bliss
Absolutely Worthless, My Foot!
"I've been absolutely worthless today," my oldest commented from her position on the couch, wrapped snugly in one of my rescued afghans. "Folks are going to say, 'What did you do all weekend?' and I'm going to have to reply, 'Oh I don't know, slept in, took a nap, watched Netflix, pretty much nothing… Continue reading Absolutely Worthless, My Foot!
I Might Need A Nap 