Consistent prayer has always been a struggle for me and long periods of prayer are nearly impossible, due to lack…
Lying on my back on the floor of my daughters’ bedroom, staring up at the wall as I wait for…
Sunday morning is always a flurry of activity at our house. Well at first it isn’t. Sundays usually start out…
It must be nice to be two. You can change your mind every two seconds about what you want to…
Time is slipping through my fingers like a fragile gold chain. My days fly by and I don’t even realize…
A jumble of curls, ivory lace and flying ribbons darts down the aisle, brown leather boots trotting silently on the…
Sometimes there are things, little things and big things that happen that seem like more than just coincidence, little reminders…
Swirling, whirling golden pieces falling out of the blue. Rich cinnamon tints and deep sage and purple hues. Glass shapes…
Toes lined up in a row on the couch, toes of cousins and of little friends, wiggling with impatience as…
My 18th-month-old likes to dump things, She dumps toys out of bins, she dumps clothes out of the drawer and…
A long ringlet of blonde curlicues spirals down the shoulder of my three year old. “I have blue eyes and…