On Finally Finding Grace (for Myself)
It’s something that’s eluded me. The grace I give myself (or lack thereof). To situations. To the messes both figuratively and literally. I see grace …
It’s something that’s eluded me. The grace I give myself (or lack thereof). To situations. To the messes both figuratively and literally. I see grace …
Bathing suits snap against skin, tightening knots on waistbands, water spout creaks, sliding into the “on” position, forcing icy retreat through the snake-like rubber hose, …
If school hasn’t ended for your children already, it’s about to, and it’s not going to start out too wonderfully for us, parents. No, not because …
{Hears things rustling. Sees twelve-year-old fully dressed in the dark.} “Baby? What time is it?” “5-something.” “Um, your alarm doesn’t go off until 6:30. What …
When you’re in college, you go through that self-discovery phase – who am I? What am I doing on this Earth? What am I going …
“Baby Dude’s asleep,” my eleven-year-old told me. “He’s WHAT? Did he even eat any of his dinner?” “Some..” she said. He had just gotten down …
As her eyes match mine more regularly, widening, while her face fills out, The rolls of baby fat begin to accumulate on her arms and …
I will admit, usually when I write, I set my posts often times for early morning, for when you (my reader-friends) get up. I see …