The Legacy You Leave Behind
Over the years I have realized the influence and power we have as women to either make peace in families or continue rifts that have been there for years, is astounding. As women, God has made us unique in our abilities to be the “thermometer” within our family structure. My
Five Minute Friday: vivid
Vivid: Her eyes are huge and vivid. Already, at two she seeks to make sure others are ok. Protects like a ferocious bear when someone in her family is hurting. She saunters through a room, smiles, and giggles. She and her four-year-old brother make our lives vivid. They enrich our
Home fires that burn
The hard thing about home is keeping the fire burning. Not just meals, schedules, lunches, sheets, and snacks. But your inner fire…for God…burning. I finally remembered to use my flameless votives this year, so this little house has had a fire “burning” inside almost every night. It reminds me that
Silver White Winters
Do you remember the emotion you felt when you saw Sound of Music and Julie Andrews joins the children singing at the end, running to meet them after hiding away at the Convent? Your heart swells and your throat c hokes because you know she has come “home.” Home to
Backseat conversations
{the kids playing with sleep sacks} I rarely do posts just on what my kids say. Mostly because if you are normal (and not my family), it would likely bore you . I do frequently post what they say or do and what it is teaching me. However. Today’s backseat
A year ago
Everything changed for me, a year ago this week. Our family life was chaotic, I think we all felt like we were in the dryer, being tossed around, and things were heating up. I knew God was calling me to make some major changes, in a lot of places in
Listening to God
We parked and were walking down to the school playground. The road is rocky and I ask my 2 year old daughter if she wants to hold my hand. Twice. She shakes her head no. Then ardently replies “No, mommy.” After a couple stumbles, she reaches out, grabs my hand,
Hundred things
Sometimes you just need to get it out of your system. I vented last night and cried and gnashed my teeth and while it was painful to look in the mirror, call things the way they really were, after it I did that, I could begin a new journey without
A long, but good silence
It’s been almost three weeks since I have blogged…so sorry. I have had many things running through my head, but hard to know what to share, how to articulate, and if all that’s rolling around up there really would make sense. I’ll try over the next days to write out