On the day she was born, I was the first person to lay eyes on her. In my mind, that was all it took to know we would have something special. With Mavis being my oldest daughter’s first child, I have been called on often to evaluate some sleep...
It is the end of my last year ever mothering a middle schooler. I made it. (I almost feel like I should be saying this in a room with a circle of chairs set up for group therapy) Four times I have waded through the mine-field of Jr. High, and I have...
Yesterday, as we got ready to leave the house for school drop-off, the telephone rang. Our landline doesn’t ring often anymore, so I found it kind of strange, and when I checked the caller ID, it said “Private Caller.” My curiosity got the best of...
The town parade – In 40 years, I think that I’ve only missed one of them. I’ve shown up in the rain and in the sun to see the same store floats and marching bands forever. The townspeople who have lived here for decades all have their same spots...
My daughter, Paige, stayed home from school one day last week with some mystery illness that really seemed more like it had been an excuse to not have to run the mile in P.E. However, as I, myself, was known to have once tried sticking a mercury...
I remember the day as clear as if it were yesterday. I had decided to do something with her alone, because she had been having a hard time with her sisters. (Sometimes being the middle child is like that) I remember her shiny bob, and the hood of...
These days, it feels like the world crumbles around us. The headlines scream, and chaos grows more and more. Every day, there is more harm and destruction: Online hatred, brother against brother, and, suddenly, we find ourselves at war. Some nights...
When my youngest daughter, Paige, was in kindergarten, she came home from school looking defeated one day. Later, as I cleaned her backpack out, I came to understand why more clearly: At the bottom of her tiny Dory bag, I found a crumpled-up flash...
My husband, Justin, is a real lightweight when it comes to two things: Spicy food and too late of a bedtime. He works at 2:45 am every morning, and usually goes to bed by 6:30 pm because of it. He can barely make it through taco seasoning without...
Driving to an appointment today, I spotted a White Egret standing alone on a small patch of land that sits sandwiched between two sides of the highway. It was striking to see such a lovely bird there, in the tall, marshy grass, yet still so close to...