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Love Better, Best

I’m learning what God has always shown, has always been. Love is not finite. It doesn’t have a limited capacity.  There’s a certain freedom the world just doesn’t get. Freedom that comes when we learn love is not a thing or an emotion –…

A Mother’s Protection…(Guest Blog)

Today, a talented young writer, Joelle Denoff, is guest blogging – I wanted to share her wisdom and her love with all of you. May you be blessed. I recall as a child always looking to my parents for protection when I felt vulnerable…

Restless…

Easter – there is no more momentous event. Someone, a perfect Someone, was willing to make the absolute sacrifice – making it possible for you and me…to live forever. What kind of crazy love is that? The best, the only true. I’m thinking about…

Homesick…

My parents divorced when I was young. I came to Florida each year to see my dad – my only time with him. Torn between two homes. I used to love airports, the smell of jet fuel and the hustle bustle. Then I had…

How Many Oranges?

I live in citrus land. Did you know from the time you plant a little orange tree until it produces the first couple of oranges is at least three to four years? A sweet lady recently told me she moved here thirty-six years ago….

Hope Ends…

Know that saying ‘all good things must come to an end’? Like a really good book, wonderful day, reliable product, good paying job, cherished life. There will be many happy endings in this life, and many soul draining ones as well. I miss my…

Sweetest Embrace…

Nothing quiet like being held. Babies who are cuddled thrive – those fed and diapered but not held have been known to die.  Recently I witnessed a precious groom sweetly cradle his new bride’s face in his hand as he kissed her. Just look…

Treasure…

Wish I could freeze time – little feet that toddle, bright eyes seeing all as new – a grandson. I wanted to freeze time with all my children, but it marched on. And here I am, Maam Maam to a little one who finds…

Fix It…

I’m a fixer – I don’t want anyone hurting, sad, left out, wandering. And patience isn’t part of fixing – now please. Many years – and life’s triumphs and defeats – have softened the edges of my ‘just do it this way’ attitude — mostly. Then I…

Hope for the Fidgeter…

When I sit, my leg is swinging or my toe is tapping. It’s not a matter of impatience or boredom. It’s that inner fidgeter saying ‘What’s next?’ ‘Shouldn’t you be doing something?’ Lately I’ve been reading about happiness – seemingly one of the authors had…

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