Pieces of My Heart

If you have been reading for awhile here, you know  I occasionally reference things my grandchildren have taught me.  I find they are in the background of my mind most of my days. It’s no surprise when I sit down to be quiet, what is in the background comes to the fore.  Wednesdays have become…

To my Sons

A letter written to my sons on Mother’s Day. Yeah, I know it is July and way past Mothers’ Day. Today, May 9, 2015,  I celebrate my 33rd Mother’s Day. Three sons Three Daughters in Law Ten  grandchildren And one husband who started it all with me. “Be a mother” was #3 on my dream list. #1…

Missing Baby Jesus

Last year we started the tradition (doing it the second time makes it a tradition, right?) of hiding the Baby Jesus from the nativity sets I have around the house and having the children find them, bringing them back to the Nativity set.  Then the children listen to Grandpa “read” the Luke 2 Christmas story. …

Psalm 42:1 in my own words

Psalm 42:1 As the deer longs for the water, so my soul longs for you, O God. As I meditate on this scripture, I begin to think of the things I long for, the things that make my heart ache if I go too long without them. I start to make a list. As a…

Watching Grandpa

There he sits, watching grandpa create a play yard for him and his little brother. So much room in this new great big yard in this new place Perfect for the big boys And even bigger ones! But two of them are still  little And to be safe, they need some help from the grown-ups in…

“Coming”

I’d forgotten she was coming to her cousin’s basketball game today. But there she is, standing at the foot of the stairs, all smiles stopping to look around like she’s trying to adjust to all the noise and activity before she steps the rest of the way into the gym. She comes right to me…

princesses, plans and life lessons

  It is the week after Christmas and the family is visiting Princesses and warriors reign in my house The princesses twirl . . .   Ssmile sweetly . . . and wave their magic wands . . . Those pretty poses.  Who teaches them these things? Princesses just know . . .    And they lovingly…