This week as I carted the new Christmas toys upstairs, contemplating where to store the new loot, I felt somewhat heavy and divided, as I have occasionally after Christmas. My children are…
This week as I carted the new Christmas toys upstairs, contemplating where to store the new loot, I felt somewhat heavy and divided, as I have occasionally after Christmas. My children are…
She hurt me. To this day, sometimes when I think about her, fear folds itself around my chest. Though sometimes I have to choose to forgive her again, I believe…
As I pulled away from school after dropping off my six-year-old grandson, I gave thanks to God that I am sill healthy and energetic enough to do this babysitting of…
My poor house. I pull out my vacuum cleaner, and it’s covered with stickers. Still don’t know which child did that. But those are sparkly stickers, different from the foam…
As soon as that azure blue sky of autumn met the cold snap of the air, I started getting excited. Signs for pumpkin patches and corn mazes lined the road,…
Just the other day I was chatting with some friends, primarily mothers of young children. They were already feeling anxious about the holiday events now being scheduled. In addition, they…
I don’t feel old. Okay, so I do have 14 grandchildren with another one due any day, and I think magnifying mirrors are the worst invention ever. But so what if…
When I think back over my life, one of the things that I regret is that I didn’t soak in the season I was in at the time. I feel…
We are gearing up for our annual “Mimi and Papa Camp” for the grandchildren this summer. I recently mailed out their registration forms with information about our five-day camp. There…
One of my grandsons is driving his mother crazy. He is the ultimate planner. He has to know what is going to happen next. He may be in the middle…