Some nights after spending a gorgeous evening outside, I’m met squarely with a cluttered kitchen and dirty dishes. Like tonight. The temperature was that lovely just-between mix of summer day and fall evening. Kev rototilled. I puttered around the garden. Gleeful shouts and laughter floated from the trampoline’s direction. The wind died away, leaving a… Continue reading Are Clean Kitchens Overrated?
I certainly haven’t always appreciated ordinary. I’ve resented it and complained many a time about the ordinary. There’s something about endless stretches of mundane routine that can drive a person crazy almost as fast as wild chaos. The ordinary is easily overlooked and under-appreciated and yet it has a beauty all its own. I’m an… Continue reading Have You Ever Resented Ordinary?
Think of it for a minute–seven blessings in your life. How do you choose a mere seven? When my writing group was assigned this topic I knew it would be difficult to single out seven from a practically never-ending list. So I decided to challenge myself to find the blessings in seven things I often… Continue reading I’m Blessed Because of These 7 Things
It stopped me in my tracks the day we came home from the hospital with our newborn son. We had finally gotten all the necessary tests and checks done, our stuff was stowed in the van and the baby was sleeping, snuggly strapped in his car seat. We said good-bye to the nurse who’d helped… Continue reading When Life Seems Unfair Remember Moments Like These
Are you wondering what Mother’s Day will hold for you this year? If you’re a mom of little ones like me, you know that the day will likely include all the regular duties you always do. Chances are it won’t be much of a holiday. The thing is, we don’t always realize just how much… Continue reading The Incredible Gift of an Ordinary Mother’s Day
Have you ever felt silence? Or heard it roaring in your ears and been struck by how loud it is? Have you ever sat down in a comfy chair, put your feet up after the children were sound asleep, and just listened? To the endless tick, tick, tick, tick of the clock, to the quiet… Continue reading When Reality Hits in The Middle of an Ordinary Day
Some look at you in disdain, my little, oh-so-cozy home. They call you cramped, they call you tired, they call you homely, they call you cheap. They talk about you and shake their heads knowingly. Their words are not glowing words of praise or admiration. No, they may not say it in so many words… Continue reading In These Four Walls