I have still been writing faithfully everyday, so no fear out there all you readers (wink, wink, hey, mom). I’ve been writing more quick snippets on Instagram as summer doesn’t lend tons of time to lots of laptop writing. But that’s ok. I love spending it with my kids. I woke up at 5:15 AM… Continue reading Wrestling with God
I love you “other mother Monday’s” but wow, summer. Any of you other moms out there think: This is the summer! well have a plan and keep it! will spend all the quality and quantity time! we’ll make homemade ice cream and snuggle and catch frogs. Our first summer day has been great. Better than… Continue reading Lazy days?
There is nothing like the exhaustion after a summer’s day. That bone weary, eye drooping, slightly sun burnt nose With a sprinkle of freckles across the nose. Ice cream melting from a cone onto fingers That are sticky and sweet. A campfire roast with marshmallows on fire And smoke blowing every which way Causing campfire… Continue reading Ode to Summer
Man, I’m tired. How many times have I started writing with that statement? Too many, I’m sure. Oh well, I am writing anyway and just had hot chocolate in May, so life can’t be too bad, right? Last year, I bought some perennials seeds and planted them in little pots. I wanted to see if… Continue reading Purple Daisies
A year ago, I was very prepared to run a half marathon. And I did it! After eight months of consistent running through snow, ice, humidity, rain, fog, etc I had built up my running skillz (ha) and completed an item on my bucket list. I felt very accomplished. My family was proud of me.… Continue reading Running Dreams
Today I had a lot of thoughts and I am going to dump them here. It always makes me feel better. This is why writing is therapeutic for me. Who really wants to listen to all this? This is just what I could remember as I thought through my day. In the end, I am… Continue reading Thoughts of Today
Mycomputer is out of batteries and I am too tired/lazy to get up out of bed and get the cord. So I am writing this on my phone. How’s that for honest? Last fall, William, Brooke and I planted some tulip and daffodil bulbs all around the yard. I kept saying “These things better come… Continue reading Spiritual Sundays: Hope of Spring