A 5 minute writing dare…just words on a timer. no editing. Yup, it’s what we writer nerds do for fun! ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… GO – word: Wonder My three year old blondie began hoisting his chubby little legs over the side of…
I’m surprised at how they jump in, at how they eagerly pick up scissors and sticks and build a memory together. Six cousins in one house waiting for Mama/Aunt Heather to come home with the new baby. They pick up…
Today I’m joining Lisa-Jo Baker and her writing throwdown, Five Minute Friday Stay present. Tomorrow morning I will wrestle the laundry into the washer, loads of sheets all covered with their sickness and tomorrow I will need to stay parked…to…
I am homeschooling again this year. And the truth is that although home education is for these blond haired, open-eyed three: a laid out feast of education picked just for them, the vital importance of a strong attachment to parents for the…
by Linda Andersen from my book of the same title: “LOVE ADDS THE CHOCOLATE” A house is a house is a house….until love comes through the door, that is. And love intuitively goes around sprinkling that special brand of angel…
(Be aware, Grandma, the pictures don’t come until the end of the post!) I’ve been hungering for delight. My living has become dry boned parched. I escape into the still-dark morning, spread out on the linoleum office table,…
This is it. That sweet anniversary. My baby’s 3rd birthday and that anniversary of when You were here, so Present. As Present as the red velvet couch I sit on. As pervasive as the yummy bacon smell from the California…
My daughter begs me this afternoon to come write. The youngest is napping up in the nursery and what mom in love with the play of words could ever say “no” to play together? We gather pens and notebooks…
I should be starting dinner. I need to write a letter. I know I could be taking a walk, or “improving my mind”, or maybe even praying. But I’m not…exactly. God has provided one short, giddy sunset for…
Today, I’m thankful for my beautiful mama… Bethel Farrington Myers Bethel, House of God All I saw were the loads of laundry and the nightly meal, I had no idea how strong you had to be to silently offer…