The Shoe Pile
Why in the world do I always take pictures of the shoe pile by the front door in my home? I pondered this question as the family was gathered for Thanksgiving last week and...
Why in the world do I always take pictures of the shoe pile by the front door in my home? I pondered this question as the family was gathered for Thanksgiving last week and...
I watched as my friend worriedly texted her adult children. She was reminding them that there were topics at their upcoming family dinner that were “off-limits,” because the conversation would inevitably not have gone...
The last time I was with my grandsons we headed to our favorite park to feed the ducks and walk through the woods. As we were heading back to the car, we came across...
Ah, those back-to-school photographs! Toward the end of each August I so enjoy scrolling through social media and seeing all of the cuties heading back to school. For at least that one picture, everything...
On Mother’s Day Mother’s day is different, somehow, when your nest is empty. Gone are the days of handmade cards with little handprints on them, or weeds picked fresh from the yard. Gone is...
An Open Letter to my Adult Sons Dear Boys, (regardless of your ages, you will always be my boys) Lately I have had discussions with each one of you concerning this year’s presidential...
Usually I am a glass-half-full of lemonade kind of girl. Lemonade, in fact, that I made myself from life’s lemons. I try to be optimistic as much as possible, and try to help others...
Admittedly, I tend to be the family vacation planner. Not just planning the “where’s and when’s” of the trip, but all of the activity options for the time that we spend there. Studying the...
As our youngest son headed upstairs this past weekend toward his room for the first time in several months, I had to admit to him that he needed to sleep in “his brother’s room”...