faith, family, wellness
Sometimes you can just spend a couple of hours with someone, but it can change the way you see the rest of your life. A couple of weekends ago, on a trip back to California, I visited my eighty-something year old aunt who is now living in a home for those with memory loss. She has … Continue reading What I am Remembering From the One Who is Forgetting
I only wanted to make some heart-shaped cookies. But that day, I walked into my daughter's preschool class with cookies that looked like blobs. I marvel at those of you who actually like to cook. I find it amazing that for some of you, baking cookies makes you happy. At times I do come up with something I'm slightly proud of - but I confess, I cook, … Continue reading We Will Burn the Cookies
Some of us slip on dress shoes and head to the office; others of us slip on our yoga pants and stay at home. From the laid-back to the perfectionist, I am convinced, we moms work very hard. And we're sooo tired. Sure, some of us have the ability to hide it better than others, but I'm starting to believe, deep down, we're all pretty … Continue reading Moms, Let’s Catch Our Breath
One of the most powerful things we can say to a child is, "I'll play with you." I'll never forget the advice an older, wiser mom gave me when I was a new mom with a perpetual look of exhaustion all over my face. "I wish I had spent more time on my knees playing with my children rather than … Continue reading Dustballs are Forever
We swaddle and cradle our children for a split second, and then we do the hard work of slowly sending them off. So that's why I took a step back, and really looked at my oldest son one day, and wrote this ... a letter to a 10-year-old -- still very much a kid, but oh my heart, … Continue reading Grow up My Child, But Always Stay Small
I know what it's like to wake up and feel exhausted. Even the smallest of frustrations can so easily snuff the joy right out of me these days. Joy so often hangs there in the balance, so fragile, vulnerable to the slightest shift of wind. It's hard to juggle life and the raising of three kids -- period. But then add to that the … Continue reading Seeing in a Looking World
So I am driving to my parents' house this afternoon. My three kids, ages ten down to four, are making one big raucous in the backseat. There's crying. There's irritation. We are basically a zoo on four wheels (and it's smelling only marginally better in here, too). There's a four-year-old screaming at the top of her lungs, "They won't … Continue reading A Glimpse of My Stress Free Life ~ Not
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