My 15-year-old Jayden was a preemie at birth, born 2 months early and weighing only 4.5 lbs. But, what he lacked in girth, he made up for in heart. He is full of compassion, empathy, justice, joy, a natural encourager, and fiercely competitive. He literally just came that way, I take no credit. Especially since … Continue reading Spiritual Growth for the Lactose Intolerant
Every morning gives us a fresh start. A new day to start over and to make our way. We have things to do, a list of things to accomplish and complete. And, as moms, we have lots of "behind the scenes" work that never gets noticed unless of course it doesn't get done, then everyone … Continue reading To the Mom That is Never Enough
I awoke earlier than usual this morning. I had tossed and turned all night, I had things on my mind, and the unseasonably warm West-Texas winter had brought with it unbearable cedar allergies. The desperate choice of Thera-Flu nighttime I made the night before to ease my sinus headache was dulling my senses. I finally … Continue reading Pocketful of Grace
When I was young I was in a weird accident at a café where I was badly burned. A pot of hot water spilled on our table -into my lap. I was in the burn unit for a quite a while with 2nd and 3rd degree burns and endured horrific rehab. As an adult, I … Continue reading Lions, Tigers, Bears, and Hot Tea…
On a typical, crazy, busy Tuesday morning, I shoved cold, dry, whole wheat toast into my mouth, while switching Riley, our youngest son's cowboy boots to the correct feet. I had agreed to be a substitute tutor at our Classical Conversations homeschool co-op, adding another level of crazy to our morning schedule. Running late (per … Continue reading What’s My Name?