Once upon a time, I was a home party jewelry lady. I was patently wrong for the role given my abysmal fashion sense and lack of appreciable sales skills. Plus, …
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My mother once told me that she sometimes regrets having four children. Not because she doesn't love us, but because she does. Her mama heart of compassion ached when we were …
If you are a dish in my house, you will have a hard life. Between four kids and a clumsy mom, you will get slammed around, cracked, chipped and ultimately …
My heart holds sweet memories of every child I've ever hosted. Tucking them into bed. Laughing with them at funny mishaps and hugging them tight when they were hurt. Watching each one develop friendships with …
One of the delights of country living is the watching the landscape change with the seasons. I have a front row seat to the lazy transformation of fields from whitewashed …
I have a friend whose children have an uncanny ability to break bones only when she is out of state. Apparently they like to simultaneously scare their parents and traumatize the unfortunate grandparent …
I have a confession to make. I always thought I had it worse than all of you regular school moms this time of year. While you were jumping for joy to …
Once upon a time I tried to become a runner. The problem was, I could only run one mile (down a slight incline) before my body managed to convince me …
A few months ago my daughter skipped down the hall after Sunday School and breathlessly announced she wanted to be baptized. I asked what prompted this sudden desire and she …
The after-service pancake breakfast was in full swing. Kids and adults milled about the multi-purpose room chatting amicably and scarfing down flapjacks together as one big church family. I was …
