All over my house. All over my life. Reminding me of what to do and when to do it. Leave…
I worry that this all is a test and I’m failing. Because some days I’m so tired I can barely…
Things are never quiet around here. The constant noise of three kids, living in the city, technology, there is rarely…
I never used to like coffee. I drank it a few times during high school and college, with the sheer…
As a mom my life is so often devoted to practicality. I’m busy figuring out who needs what, when and…
He loves it but doubts his talent. It makes me sad to see him set aside something he used to…
We used to walk more together. Both literally and metaphorically. In the early days, we strolled through parks, and through…
Last year my attempt at this challenge was a complete disaster. I was about to give birth to my third…
Photo Credit: Phil McIver Flickr via Compfight cc They collect their little treasures. Sea shells, sticks, seed pods, and berries….
Photo Credit: PatinaLatina via Compfight cc Sometimes it’s easier to be silence, keeping the words inside, not sharing what is…
