One Saturday morning, at the height of mom frustration, I zipped through my house, picking up toys and dirty clothes while trying not to get upset at my lack of…
Kennisha Griffin is the author of eight inspirational books and has served the writing community for over 15 years as a mentor and literary coach. As a writer, her mission is to tell family and faith-focused stories that provide hope and healing. Kennisha and her family live in Central Texas where she is a mom to seven adorable, spunky kids. She’s the founder and CEO of Create and Blossom Literary Studios – a book writing, publishing, and publicity firm that helps authors write their books and establish their new careers. You can learn more about Create and Blossom Literary Studios at www.createandblossomstudios.com. Visit Kennisha’s author website at www.kennishagriffin.com.
One Saturday morning, at the height of mom frustration, I zipped through my house, picking up toys and dirty clothes while trying not to get upset at my lack of…
I was feeling weird. I wasn’t sure why, but things just didn’t seem right. I stood next to my daughter’s high chair, feeding her some waffles. Suddenly dizziness, nausea and…
My brother and his family came over for a visit after church on Sunday. It was certainly a blessing to see them all. I was so excited to spend quality…
New Year’s Day I woke up feeling exhausted. After having a long night with the kids and staying up late having a great time of reflection with my husband, I…
On December 14, the little stuff just didn’t matter to me anymore. The whining. The fussing. The nagging. Not sharing. All of the “toddler stuff” that would wreck my nerves…
“I thank God for mommy, and daddy and Kerissa and Karina and Kellus,” my husband said, as he tucked in little Kellus for bedtime. “But daddy…” little Kellus said, interrupting…
It was one of those busy days– my cleaning day. I had loads of laundry to wash and fold and I broke out the old Dirt Devil for the endless…
This “potty-training thing” that we like to call it, was becoming excruciatingly redundant. Every single time that stench fumigated our rooms and shot down all carefully placed potpourri fragrances, I’d…
While I was writing my memoir, Once Upon A Child, I recounted many moments I had as a little girl that have shaped my thought process as an adult. For…
As soon as bed time approaches, little Kellus instantly runs up to mommy and daddy with his big brown eyes, ginormous smile and raised brows to ask, “Can you tell…