Life is Hard

Life is Hard

I approached my door and tried to focus. Brown paper bags littered my sidewalk. Bags stuffed with manna. Food, toiletries, diapers, gift cards, and unsigned notes overflowed from grocery bags left for my family. Approaching a year without a paycheck, trying to keep...
Not My Son

Not My Son

In my kitchen, laughter permeates the air. I look around with joy as siblings are reunited. Our eldest is home for Easter and once again, our family is complete. When my firstborn grabs his brother in a bear hug and slaps him on the back, my mind wraps around what’s...
Could’ve, Should’ve, Would’ve

Could’ve, Should’ve, Would’ve

I turned the corner of the dairy aisle and there he stood. With his work shirt un-tucked, skewed ponytail strung down his back and shoulders slouched over the milk cases, his body language screamed, “Don’t mess with me.” Everything in me wanted to avoid him as well. I...
Whatever Happened to “Carefrontation?”

Whatever Happened to “Carefrontation?”

Ironically enough, I woke that morning with a spring in my step. The exhaustion of mothering our three stair-step babies had settled in, but amidst the chaotic, oatmeal in my hair and juice spilled on my pants, kind of day, a renewed passion stirred in my heart at the...

Join Me for Some Morning Music

It’s always interesting how various aspects of my real life never makes it to my online life and vice versa. This is one of them. Many in my real life and church don’t know I have a blog and most of you don’t know I’m involved with music. 🙂...
The Gift of Multi Generations

The Gift of Multi Generations

“Honey, with summer break beginning, I’ve signed you up as a weekly volunteer at the nursing home.” I’ll never forget that simple declaration uttered by my mom. Life, as this freshman in high school knew it, was over. Dread, discomfort, and nerves set in. This...