Something struck me as funny last night, as I was hurrying my children out of the house and into the minivan. I thought…..I’m not as good as I used to be. Yet, I also think I am better. We were heading for the school Christmas program. My 13 year old son wore his shirt untucked,…
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My morning started with a bang, literally, as the garage door hit the front of my car on its way down. My son was in the driver’s seat and all I could muster out of my very sleepy mouth was, “Careful!” In his defense…careful of what? The poor guy probably felt helpless trying to assess…
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Want to stay humble? Have a boatload of kids. One minute you’re cool and feel like you’ve got it all together….then suddenly you’re sopping up toilet water or stripping your child in front of a plane full of strangers, due to a diarrhea incident. I had a really great day. Life is good and I…
Read MoreEvery once in a while I get an entire day at home. When this rare occasion happens, I can’t contain my excitement as I think…..”I get to clean the house!” I just didn’t see this strange love of domestication phase coming. I’ll never forget a day in counseling many years ago, (nothing big – just working out…
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I. Am. Tired. It isn’t from lack of sleep, or the one million loads of laundry I just completed. It is from love. The love I dispense on a daily basis is beautiful and exhausting. Each day as I sit to write, my heart tells me who to encourage. I have some unusual categories in…
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The time is now. What are we waiting for? Personally, I am waiting for the laundry to get done. That’s right….the world’s next great novel will have to wait. There are children counting on me for the perfect outfit everyday. The reality is, it is more than laundry. If you are raising children, you understand.…
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I’m not into status symbols. I don’t wear a lot of jewelry. I don’t get excited about fancy cars. I like having a nice home but I’ve never dreamt of a mansion. Things were different when I was a child though. When I was a child, it was all about the roller skates….. Hard…
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I’m pretty sure the last time I wrote in a journal I didn’t need reading glasses to see my writing. As I sit by the fire in quiet solitude, sipping wine, writing in my “Follow Your Dreams” journal, the Jason Mraz iHeart station playing for inspiration…..my angelic children are in the basement watching “Jaws…
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I arrived in Ireland two days ago, along with my mother and my son. They are here to do family research and find the homes of some of our relatives who left many years ago to come to America. It’s been an emotional experience thus far. I came along to basically be their driver. (…
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