Tag: gratitude
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These Wee Small Years
My feet ran through the thick grass, looking for a place to find cover. “Eighteen, nineteen, twenty. Ready or not, here I come!” I heard my oldest daughter call out. As I dove behind a short cypress around the side of the house, I was startled by a flash of red darting from the tree.…
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To the Momma Who is Trying Her Best
To the Momma who feels like she’s the only one who doesn’t have this motherhood thing figured out. You are not alone. To the Momma who wanders through the day mopping up messes and wondering what she has accomplished. You have purpose. To the Momma who spent years pursuing education and career goals, only to…
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Yia-Yia’s Gifts
It was a late summer day; one of those days where the heat and humidity seem to hang in the air like a heavy blanket. I’d had two small sweaty children clinging to me for hours on end and was looking forward to a refreshing break. To say the previous few months had been challenging…
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Dear Momma
Dear Momma, I’m sorry; I’ve failed you this Mother’s Day. Your card is still sitting on the kitchen counter, buried under a pile of unopened mail topped by an un-done to-do list. Besides, it isn’t even an actual Mother’s Day card since Trader Joe’s only carried generic cards and I didn’t have it in me…
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Tips for a Joyful Move
Over the past few years, I have moved more times than I care to remember. From hopping around college housing (including a stint overseas) to apartments in the Washington, DC area, a travel trailer that took us to Florida and back to Tennessee, a few houses there and now up to Illinois. By now you…
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A Season of Meaningful Sacrifice
{Via} Today is Ash Wednesday, marking the start of Lent in the Christian tradition. Growing up I remember Lent as a season of deprivation. Like many other Christian families, we carried on the tradition of giving up something for the 40 days of Lent – something that might not be the best for us but…
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Tell Me Something Lovely….
Somewhere along the way Andrew and I started this lovely little ritual. (Ok, let’s be honest, I started the ritual and Andrew begrudgingly participates). Every so often; or daily if he’s really lucky, I’ll simply say: “Tell me something lovely…” This is my way of trying to refocus our minds on the positive by looking…
The Small Wanders 