Do you ever wake up and dread your day? A mom who’s a cook may not know how many more potatoes she can peel at work only to return home…
Do you ever wake up and dread your day? A mom who’s a cook may not know how many more potatoes she can peel at work only to return home…
We’ve been at the hospital all morning, sitting in a waiting room. Some designer attempted to make the room cheery—speckles of primary colors decorate the floor tiles, and the chairs…
My husband, Keith, and I love babysitting our grandchildren. On one occasion I showed our two year old, Logan, how to form red Play-Doh into the shape of a smile….
For years I’ve heard the phrase, “Bloom where you’re planted.” I started to look around at the soil that I was planted in. I’m planted in the soil of being…
Have you found yourself short with others when they don’t come through as you expected? Or ticked because your husband lost his cell phone, wallet, favorite pen, or car keys—again? Or…
When I was growing up, the camera of choice was the Polaroid. I took pictures of my gray and white cat Pokie. I took pictures of my friends, shaking the…
I need my me time. I deserve to be happy. I should treat myself. I have my rights. I should get to do what I want, when I want. Have…
In the grocery store line, on the playground, and at the car wash, my girls want to know, “Are you a Christian?” It makes me smile. I love that their…
I always loved the television show Clean Sweep. In the show the contents of a whole room are placed into a person’s driveway, and their things are sorted into piles:…
I’ve never heard of a mother who doesn’t worry about her children. Some of us are obsessive worriers, others are a little less concerned, but all of us worry to…