I’m finally sitting down to write. It’s pathetic to be sure. If you could look in last year’s blog post record you would see all kinds of drafts. Posts started yet not completed. That statement pretty much sums up 2018. My kids still comment on my kitchen wall because see… I have this small corner … Continue reading
Friends, This morning, there was some crazy frenzy at my house. We had an unexpected snow fall that switched our plans at the last-minute. Dave drove Matt to school in his 4 wheel drive truck because for 1.) it was safer than my front-wheel drive and 2.) his truck was already cleaned off and ready … Continue reading
Last week at this time I was camped out on the couch with a box of Kleenex. My head was fuzzy and I couldn’t get my eyes to focus on a computer screen. A friend of mine had the same thing and we kept texting one another about our feelings of yuck. She described it … Continue reading
We welcomed a new addition to our home this year. One that sometimes wakes me up at night and keeps me on my toes during the day. It’s not a child, puppy or anything alive but it does mark my days. In my growing up years, my great grandfather’s mantel clock sat in my parent’s … Continue reading
My first step was a misstep. Right out of the gate I chose poorly. I woke up late and instead of dropping my kid off at school and then showering, I decided I had just enough time to jump in quick and still get him there on time. That was my first misstep. Then he … Continue reading
It was such a simple step but I kept putting it off. Why do I do that? I see something needs to change. I want something to change. I instinctively know it needs to change but something holds me back. The mantra circles around in my brain… “If you want something different, you have to … Continue reading
It wasn’t my intent to stay away so long. Yet I also know if I’m not intentional about doing something, than that something doesn’t get done. And that’s where my writing has been. When I thought about sitting down and plunking out words my thoughts would take over and I’d talk myself out of it saying, … Continue reading
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