Christmas Countdown. Saw this today… and everyday the past 11 days. I think this is the retailer’s version of robbing me at gunpoint. They just substitute things to make me enjoy it. Instead of a gun, a chubby Santa. Instead of bullets, emotions. And I smile while handing it over. Clever retailer, clever…
Hard moments.
They come.
Our children have much power in holding our hearts. We give it to them freely piece by piece as they grow up. They smile, we give pieces of our heart. They laugh, we give pieces of our heart. They say their first word, take their first step, present us with handmade art… Piece by piece, bit by bit, we give it and so it goes…
I never realized the weight of such giving. Until I found myself toe to toe, nose to nose, with a younger version of me Continue reading
Me: “Sweetie could you please put away the toilet paper? …And please, this time put it somewhere that people can reach it!”
She did.
I took my son out on a mom/son date night. We went out to eat, walked around some shops, grabbed some coffee, and then went for a drive. We talked for hours about all sorts of things. The conversation shifted toward the end of the night towards Church, when my 12 year old son shared his own insight on it… The conversation went like this… Continue reading
Awe… The picture of Thanksgiving perfection! …or is it? Each year this ideal is what we hope to recreate for our families – the perfect menu for the perfect family… ours!
Doesn’t that table look beautiful?! And that meal, ahhh, to die for! I don’t know about you but I’d like to pull up a chair and dig in! Too bad it’s not mine – ha! Continue reading
