Photo Credit: threephin via Compfight cc “Oh, forget it!” I say. But what I really mean is “I can’t muster…

Photo Credit: happyworker via Compfight cc I cannot do everything. I have two hands, one set of ears, and another…

Knit until last 3 stitches, then K2tog, K1. This used to look like another language to me. I remember the…

All the noise, noise, noise! At the risk of sounding like the Grinch, what I wouldn’t do for a little…

They know how to push. Push my buttons, push the boundaries. I want to be here, really here with them….

They always want to be first. First into the car, first out. They race to kiss me good night (and…

Advent is my favorite season. Yes, I prefer to call it Advent rather than just Christmas because as beautiful as …

The 3 AM alarm sounds. Time to feed the baby. My husband and I drag ourselves from bed, I usually…

“Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus . . .” The words of the hymn struck me as though I…

I hear their voices early in the morning. Sometimes I’m in the bathroom. Other times I made it to the…