I probably woke up late because subconsciously I was not ready for this. I laid there while Tim readied himself for work all around me and the light from our bedroom window became more and more. But still, I did not rise. When I finally lifted my tired body from the bed and sauntered into…
If I Could Turn Back Time…
Several months ago I shared a letter to myself at Jamie’s blog, Chosen Chaos.Except it wasn’t just ANY letter.It was a letter to my much younger, 18 year-old self.If you read it there, THANKS!If not, here is your second chance as well as a wonderful opportunity to read all the letters that have been feautured…
Reunited and it feels so good…
My father used to travel from time to time for work when I was a little girl. I remember nights of being offered his empty space in my parents’ bed while he was gone and I gladly claimed it. I think both my Mom and I felt a bit more secure having each other to…
Nap Time
I walk up to her in the midst of her playing and say, “Katie babe, it’s time for sleeping”. I expect the wailing and it comes quickly. I’m not sure she hears me as I tell her we can read a story first. Instead she over powers me with her voice, hollering, “but I want…
The Ocean
Anticipation mounted as we drove onto the ferry and rolled down our windows. I could smell the salty, sticky ocean air and my heart swelled as we crossed the water. My mind filled with what was to come and a smile slowly spread across my face. The beach cottage we rented smelled musty and as…
“The Bronx is up and the Battery’s down…”
I was looking at the photos in my Instagram feed early Sunday morning before getting the kids ready for church. As my finger scrolled through, occasionally hitting “like” and making a comment here or there I came across a photo of the New York City skyline and my finger immediately went to “like” it. I…
Matching Umbrella
The rain has stopped but the puddles in the driveway call her name. She loves to jump and splash in them, just as any little girl should. She learned her technique from her older brothers. After I put on her “rain coat” she dashes out of the house to see her playground of water and…
The Puzzle
He sits on the floor with all the pieces spread out before him, some still upside down where you cannot see the part of the picture they will eventually make. I tell him he should do the outside border pieces first but he does not listen and just grabs the one that looks like it…
My Roots…
Today I am guest-posting at my good friend Erin’s place. She is an amazing mother, writer and friend and I am so honored to be sharing her space today. Please go check out my post, “Writing Ways” when you get the chance and do not be too jealous that I get to room with her at…
Mom!
I wash hands, Mom! I watch t.v., Mom! I want window up, Mom! Mom, I want joo box! Brush teef, Mom! I want L.C.*, Mom! Where Ben, Mom? Where Gavin, Mom? I want yogurt, Mom! Unstrap, Mom! Turn it up Mom! I. WANT. MY. PACI. MOM!!! Mom, MAHHHHHHM!!!!!!!!! You so pretty Mom. I love you…