A Love Story

I am a romantic. I always have been. Being a mother, I look down the imaginary road to my children’s futures, and I see my kids developing friendships, going through relationships, finding “the one” and falling in love, marrying and having kiddos....

How to Get Me Riled (Inwardly, at least.)

This post will have other posts that follow it, as I come across things that should never be said to a parent (of any child, able or disabled). Sometimes I wish I could just give people “the hand” to make them stop talking. When you become a parent, you...

Hyper-what?

I have been writing this post in my head for a while now. I still don’t know how to best put it, so I’ll paste the e-mail I sent to family, with explanations added as needed. Wednesday, July 11, two days after my “alls well!” post (yes,...

Sunday Hymns

O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go O Love that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in thee; I give thee back the life I owe, That in thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be. O light that followest all my way, I yield my flickering torch to thee; My heart...

What is writing, and what is literature?

I woke up early this morning because J was up really early–before light even attempted to peek past our blinds– getting ready to leave for some out of town meetings.  Lying wrapped in my warm blankets and listening to my wonderful husband feed and calm the...

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