They walk and talk- and it is getting so dark outside. The snow whirls around them in a vortex of ragged wind from the north-east as they trudge through the shin-high drifts and try to make their way. But it is rough going. The trail they have carved out is more like a cow-path than …
I wake to the lonely sound of freezing rain pelting the window, and it is mere minutes later that a knock is heard at our bedroom door. “I’m scared of the rain, can I sleep with you?” I move over to make room. And as she settles in with her pink blankie underneath our warm …
“There is only love.”- Gretchen Rubin I am crouched in a crowded hallway with children bumping into one another, bumping into me from every side. It is almost 3:00 p.m., and we are all anxious for the day’s closure and a change of routine. My hands hold a backpack that belongs to a little guy. …
Four months ago, after traveling home from supper with friends only to witness a near-fatality involving two children, I wrote an article– the title of which was “Why I am Glad to be a Helicopter Parent”. In the article, I wrote shamelessly about being a helicopter parent as it concerned the issue at hand- safety …
I stand at the gable window, pausing momentarily to fold a blanket and set it on the window seat. It is 7:30 a.m., and I am in the midst of morning routines. So much to do, and so little time in which to get it all done. What I wish is that I could go …
Twice tonight, Daughter gave me the sweetest compliment. Both times, with regards to the same thing, which made the words that much sweeter to me. That praise (in my mind, a bit too flowery- but isn’t that the way…) proffered for my coaching abilities today at school, words that had the effect of boosting my …
I couldn’t help but feel offended that day. Affronted. I mean, why was I deserving of that mean comment, that slight, that oversight? What had I done to merit that lowly treatment? Who did she think she was? What did he believe he had going better than me? And to all that insulted me, I …
picture retrieved from y9npk.edublogs.org We move through mounds of snow, he and I, in slow, steady motion. Cutting our way through the drift, making our way around the various obstacles that mark our path. We make a u-turn when branches block our path, finding ourselves cutting a wide berth around the small blue shop where …
Okay. I saw tonight that a big-time blogger (Jen Hatmaker) was asking questions of her readers as it concerned her “yet-on-display” Christmas decorations still being up past the New Year- all on behalf of her “friend” who wanted to know. Which got me thinking about a few questions that my own dear “friend” would like …
Oh, the lies we tell ourselves. The lies we blatantly tell to others. Those little half-truths that we convince ourselves to believe, that we try to influence others into believing as well. Words can be so deceptive. So smooth and yet so distorted. We find ourselves saying things like, it will be a good day …
image retrieved from www.tresblessed.blogspot.com I was on my way back to class- after having scrubbed my soup bowl clean in our staff room sink- when I caught him at it. He had stopped to talk to a colleague of mine and the two shared a laugh or two; after which, Mr. Man skipped along down …
Our Two Youngest, Husband and I watched kindergarten videos featuring our children after supper for the better part of an hour. Myself, I had a hard time keeping dry eyes, and not just for the frames my kiddos were featured in. The music, the baby faces, those chubby little cheeks. Ah…when I think of kindergarten, …
