Tag: children

Right Now

Ever driven by a place countless times and not really notice it? Read something and miss the story? Thinking maybe our brains are a bit harried in this fast-paced world. We take in what we think is important, but often miss the good stuff.… Continue Reading “Right Now”

Open Hands

My hands are starting to reveal my age. I can still picture my mother’s hands and I adore my daughter’s hands, beautiful. Their hands and mine have changed countless diapers, cooked countless meals, and wiped up countless spills. They are hands that have cuddled… Continue Reading “Open Hands”

Alive

It is curious that we have managed to confuse what is and isn’t life. Whether something is alive or just a bunch of cells. Seems like many have more regard for a single celled amoeba than they do for a miraculously growing baby. These… Continue Reading “Alive”

Silence…

My husband complains he hears traffic at night even though the highway is a mile or so away. I don’t hear anything at night unless he snores. Our world is noisy. Even in the quietest night, the buzz from electrical appliances and hums from… Continue Reading “Silence…”

Messy

So here’s what makes me crazy – messes. I don’t have a spotless house, especially these days. Four days a week it’s invaded by pattering little feet leaving sticky spots, handprints, and sand everywhere. Seriously, I can’t keep up with the spots on the… Continue Reading “Messy”

So this is Love

The youngest grandson is a bit over one, he’s been slower to warm up to me than the others. But recently, when I enter his home or he comes to mine, he comes running, arms up – and in my embrace, his head buries… Continue Reading “So this is Love”

Together

After a week away from me, my four year old grandson hugged my legs tightly, a week was too long. My closest friend lives across the country, our times together are few, we beg for time to slow down when we get together. Looking… Continue Reading “Together”

That Voice

Ever notice how children know their mom’s voice – even at a noisy playground. Little heads spin when mom calls. Our voices are unique. Sure we can train them to sound a certain way, but the one we grew up with is uniquely ours.… Continue Reading “That Voice”

Why

I miss wonder. I’m sure I was once in awe at a dragonfly, a popsicle, a walk in the garden. Kids ask a lot of questions. Why is your hair crazy gwammy? How are your tacos cooking gwammy? Did Jesus make the legos too?… Continue Reading “Why”

Let’s See

When I began homeschooling I discovered there are different learning styles. One of those is the visual learner. I’m a visual – if I can see it, I can learn it, I can do it. Since then I’ve also learned that I prefer knowing… Continue Reading “Let’s See”

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