Every blog has a story behind the title, there is usually a reason, sometimes multiple reasons why writers pick the…
Dearest Ford Escape, My parents traded you in the other day. They texted me a picture, the last farewell shot…
We had a playdate Valentines Day party. I invited a group of Heather and Stella’s little friends over to exchange…
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…
Toes lined up in a row on the couch, toes of cousins and of little friends, wiggling with impatience as…