Dear Daughter Turning 13 Today, Yesterday I couldn’t reach the paper plates on the top shelf of the tall cabinet and you could. Yesterday you lay in bed with me, snuggled up like you were still five, but we read Harry Potter instead of Llama Llama. Yesterday, you were still twelve. You were still considered… Continue reading 13 Ways to Live When You’re Only 13
We had a few moments yesterday sandwiched in between Vacation Bible School and meltdowns on the way to Chic-Fil-A and wrangling goats for a friend. Just enough moments that I thought maybe everyday, every moment, every element of our busy well-worn life doesn’t have to be worth remembrance. As long as there’s a moment or… Continue reading The Art of Capturing the Moment…Without a Camera
I would have thought by the time she turned ten, I’d have been a bit of an expert. Motherhood? Got it. Yeah, right. Instead, last Friday she turned ten and I ran myself ragged trying to please everyone ten times over and maybe I was successful. Or maybe I’m just kidding myself and we’re never… Continue reading 10 Things I Haven’t Learned in 10 Years of Motherhood
We arrived at Camp Pinnacle on Friday after the “Colossal Coaster” ride of Vacation Bible School and after not a few meltdowns from this mama and those girls. We were tired and I honestly didn’t believe I had the energy for a mother/daughter overnight camp. Check-in complete, bags in the cabin (pretty nice lodging actually),… Continue reading What I Saw at Camp Pinnacle
Sometimes all we need to get a fresh start is a moment to really look. A moment to watch as babies and lettuce and flowers grow right before our eyes. A moment to remember that providence is in the eye of my perspective. I’ve been hanging on to the now a bit lately. Not unlike… Continue reading On Providence and Perspective
We had no idea it was coming. In fact, we didn’t alter our plans to attend the UGA Gym Dog meet just because the white stuff was falling because we really didn’t think it would amount to anything. I’m sure to all those folks who think it’s warm when we’re freezing at 34 degrees don’t… Continue reading And Then It Snowed….
They still seem too little for this. They pose whenever the camera comes out. Gus is still not sure what to think. His uncle Corey wore this thirty years ago. My children will eat anything we grow ourselves. Swimsuits can’t dry in the rain. She’s almost always smiling. He is always chewing his fingers. He… Continue reading 31 Days Embracing Motherhood: When Pictures Tell Your Story