Every day I consciously look for moments of magic in the midst of my often busy, sometimes crazy days. I hope my moments inspire you to look for your own…
I gave my 10 year-old-daughter permission to ride her bike to the library. Alone. She’s old enough and it’s only a quarter of a mile away. Right? She’s been gone eight minutes. I’m sure she’s fine, but what if the tote bag I gave her is too long? What if it gets caught in the bike spokes? … Continue Reading
I’m so excited for my first ever appearance as a Guest Blogger! A couple of months ago, Tamara of Tamara Out Loud held a contest offering others to write for her blog. And, drum roll please, today she posted my essay called Making Meaning! Tamara writes beautifully on Real Life and Real Faith. Her entries often have me … Continue Reading
The kids go back to school next week. Alarm clocks will have to be set. Underwear will have to be worn. Several day old tattered t-shirts will no longer make the grade. We’ll move too quickly for dragonflies to perch on our toes. I’ll have to share the kids with teachers, soccer coaches and friends. … Continue Reading
My Boy is 13 today. When I look at him my heart flutters in panic – no please stay little and young and mine forever. Then I look at him again and see every moment of my little boy – all the moments and birthdays leading to this one – and know that every bit of my … Continue Reading
Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 44. It was my favorite kind of day, quiet and unplanned. My husband and kids waited on me hand and foot. “Are you having a good day?” they kept asking. And I was. I wrote and read, took a long walk, swam and joined the kids in a water … Continue Reading
A Friday night dinner with dear friends. We fed our kids and theirs early and sent them upstairs to play board games. An adult evening – Ah. Lee put on music, I lit candles and our friends uncorked a bottle of wine. The wine was passed and stories were shared. Candle wax dripped onto the … Continue Reading
When I told my dear friend, Libby Barnett that I was reading The Swiss Family Robinson to the kids this summer, her face lit up. “My father read that to me when I was a little girl,” she said. She got a far away look in her eyes and said, “I remember it so clearly. How I loved the … Continue Reading
Ever year when school resumes in the fall, I count down the days ‘til summer vacation begins. I can’t wait to get the kids back in my nest, to allow our days a rhythm without alarm clocks, scheduled activities and homework. To let their sleepy brains awaken over a plate of syrupy pancakes and watch … Continue Reading
The only thing my husband wanted for Father’s Day was my participation in the first annual, mother-daughter end-of-season soccer game. It was our first and only free Sunday in June, and the last thing I wanted to do. But by Sunday, I felt guilty about the complaining I’d done all week and decided to embrace … Continue Reading
My dad’s birthday is on the 4th of July. For years we woke to the mixture of him blasting John Phillip Sousa’s Stars and Stripes Forever and my mother shouts of “Turn that music down, Jerry.” We spent all his birthdays at my aunt, uncle and grandparent’s summer cottages in Henderson Harbor, NY. The only time during the … Continue Reading
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