Here are two gems for you. I wish I could remember more. I love the words that come out of my three-year-old’s mouth. ———————————- Levi thought Benjamin had a fruit snack in his hand and tried to...
Now that we’re back in Indiana, August 22 through November 22 seems less than a bad dream. Her sickness, her fading, her last day, her visitation, her funeral, her name on that crypt. Was that real? Was that her? Will she really not be there the next time we...
I’ve been avoiding the blog. You know I’m not afraid to dig deep. And this is where I do that. But I don’t want to dig yet. I know I need to. Part of me does want to. But I can’t; not while surrounded by a swarm of children. When I start...
I worked my way through the automated menu, but nothing matched my needs of a missing power cord for our modem. After pressing 0 repeatedly, (when the given options were 3 or 4), I finally got a human. I told her my life story, working in the fact I am missing a...
This is the stuff Christmas movies are made of. We woke up to 2/3 of our children cuddling us in bed. The third joined eventually (she’s a late sleeper). Looking out the window, we were excited to see a winter wonderland awaiting. We made our way to the...
