This morning began like any other. I guzzled some coffee, did my mom thing, got a quick workout in, did laundry. At some point when the dust had settled, I sat down for a dose of social media while the Today Show played in the background. There was a post (which I will not link … Continue reading To be a Real Woman
Month: April 2014
You Know You’re a Mother When…
1. You check your clothes before you leave the house to see how much goo you happen to be covered in and whether it's worth the effort to change. 2. You forget to check for you goo until three hours later when you realize you have smashed up graham cracker on your shirt and boogers smeared … Continue reading You Know You’re a Mother When…
Life Beyond Comfort
When the comfortable numb ceases to be comfortable, we can choose to escape and join the living or we can choose to delve deeper into denial. It is possible to stuff feelings into caverns we visit only when useful for some advantage. We can justify the remnant with clever notions about self preservation. But to … Continue reading Life Beyond Comfort
Secret Place
I had my own private spot in the woods where two trees had fallen together creating a little seat just right for me. I would sit there for what seemed like hours singing and praying. It was there that all seemed right with the world. It was there, in my secret place, that I found … Continue reading Secret Place
Don’t Settle for Seasoning
There once was a man named Naboth. You'll find him in I Kings 21. He had a vineyard. The only problem with this vineyard was that it was just a little too close to the residence of a certain king named Ahab. Ahab decided he wanted an herb garden and offered to buy Naboth's vineyard. … Continue reading Don’t Settle for Seasoning
Sweet Tea
This is a guest post from my daughter. I couldn't resist sharing. She is fourteen and a lot like her mama. Sweet Tea Cut me open and what will you see? An entire gallon of sweet tea. When I'm at a restaurant in despair I know that sweet tea will be there When I'm old … Continue reading Sweet Tea
Tapestry
I am a tapestry Woven together, each fiber of my life until only beauty remains Each color and hue lending to the whole A piece of the picture you designed throughout the artistry of time I've been pattered with purpose Knit together with meaning All I am rests in the hand of a loving craftsman … Continue reading Tapestry
Lack of Words
All my words have been taken captive. Pirates of time and their productivity minions have me locked in a cave of clean rooms and financial reports stifling all aspects of my creativity. I think I can see light peeking in through the opening. Soon I will knock the guard out and take back what's rightfully mine, … Continue reading Lack of Words
