My days never seem to pass without building- and stepping on- the fabulous multi colored bricks in our home. Between birthday gifts, chore board rewards, garage sale finds and our own purchases- my ten year old estimates we have 300,000 bricks. Yes. That comma is in the correct spot. A couple years into our homeschooling […]
Ok, so truth be told- what THIS blogger wants more than anything else for her birthday- TODAY- (ok, I’m 41) is done. It’s all God has given me in the nine last years since opening my heart and life to HIM- My life is new. The old has passed away. And, I feel younger than […]
Broken I should’ve never said “yes” every ounce of me knew but i was tired- trying to find and hide and hope for true in the tiny pieces of my splitting, shattered, seedling soul. Drowning in pride. Details and dresses and drama and daddy’s dimes over my head- too young to be good […]
Oh, words four days now the busyness has swept in. I’ve swept away dirt thoughts dead- lines check marks on my floor and mental black- bored without you. Missing you sweet, sweet words. Together, let’s move forward- once again leaving the dust and past behind.
laptop Open me up turn me on photo credit: Lorenzoclick via photopin cc i’ll take dictation, sing you a song capture thoughts, follow your friends clear your windows or mac- ro lens but my web itself seems just a race- careful, I’ll invade your space […]
Prioritize, they say. Make a list- call it C, B, A. Scratch this, Check that. Say “no” more, or yes less? I’m down to 6 percent battery on my Mac but my body feels a whole lot less than than that. It’s not hard getting it all done. It’s impossible. […]
A mother’s task list never ends- her families’ life upon it depends. With countless lines of things to do, One question troubles me… perhaps you. What’s the point of folding sheets? They’ll just get wrinkled when we sleep. T-shirts- I’ll fold them all day long while I sing a happy song. But those silly, giant […]
written for the November poem a day challenge Thanks, De for always inspiring me with your words. Please check out De’s amazing blog of poetic ponderings here. The Missing One Eleven thousand dollars. contained our Spanish bank account yet our hearts were empty. Hopeless- it wasn’t as planned we were missing ONE. It should read one […]