Walking a short distance behind me, I hear small feet slowing down accompanied by whining and complaining. “Momma, my legs are tired. Are we almost done? Can we go back to the playground? Momma, can you carry me?” My first inclination is to become frustrated. They had their time on the playground, now it’s my... Continue Reading →
Dear Son, Thoughts of you fill my mind tonight. It’s your first night not living at home. And although you’ve been away from home many times, you’ve never not lived here, in this house, under this roof, with your dad and me and your siblings. Yes, tonight is different. You packed up most of your... Continue Reading →
Good morning, God. It’s me. I’m up a little earlier than usual this morning. I’ve made my coffee. I’m seated in my office, at my small black desk, to meet with You. As usual, the house is quiet this time of morning. All I hear is the ceiling fan above my head, an occasional car... Continue Reading →
I didn’t awaken that morning expecting my life to change. I knew some things would be different. There would be diapers to change, extra laundry to wash, another mouth to feed. But true change? As in a shift in perspective change? As in a how-did-I-ever-make-it-without-you change? Yet there it was, covering me like a warm... Continue Reading →
Dear Tidy Momma, Last week I made my bed for the first time in probably a month, or two if I’m being honest. It looked so pretty, I almost took a picture and posted it on social media. Except I was afraid of what you might think of me, or worse, what you might say.... Continue Reading →
Dear Son, Thoughts of you fill my mind tonight. It’s your first night not living at home. And although you’ve been away from home many times, you’ve never not lived here, in this house, under this roof, with your dad and me and your siblings. Yes, tonight is different. You packed up most of your... Continue Reading →
Dear Mom – Sometimes I get the feeling you’re not so sure you were a good mother. You probably recall every mistake you made, every word you wish you had not spoken, every “yes” that should have been “no”, and every “no” that should have been “yes”. Like most moms, those memories tend to stand... Continue Reading →
So you had a bad momma day. Maybe you yelled at the kids. Or left one at church, thinking he rode with daddy. Perhaps you neglected to sign the permission slip, causing your kid to miss out on the class field trip. Or there’s that funny story you told about your teenage son, only to... Continue Reading →
As our oldest son prepares for his high school graduation and what lies beyond it, I can’t help but ponder the blessings we’ve experienced because of him. We are so thankful God made us his parents and, although we haven’t done everything exactly as we should, we have loved him with all our hearts -... Continue Reading →
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