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Saturday Confession: When the Well is Empty
Winter in northeast has been relentless. The area is known for consistent cloud cover, and that can be trying. Add snow, ice layers, and many, many, MANY days with windchills below zero, and it’s hard to stay positive. Then there are the day-to-day issues. The increased role I have embedded as mom: taxi driver. Laundry….
Saturday Confession: Resurrected Fire
I don’t know what it is about men and fire but they seem to think their success depends on a roaring fire. I’m just grateful for enough flame to burn a marshmallow. But with a new firepit and nice weather, we’ve had a few fires. And frustrations. The last fire did not want to take…
Check It Out: Social Moms
I thought I’d use today to share SocialMoms. You might have known them through their former name, TwitterMoms, but they updated and revised their name and look. Yesterday I installed their new and improved widget and placed it under affiliations. Megan Calhoun is the founder of Social Moms, a network of over 30,000 women. The…
Valentine’s Day Memories
So, Valentine’s Day… Hallmark conspiracy or a great day to focus on love? I’m spending my day in an unconventional way (hint: Cue the Law and Order music) but thought I’d share a couple Valentine memories over the years. It’s funny how my romance meter ebbs and flows. I’m 6 and in the first grade…
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Sabbath Sunday: The Silver Lining
Each Sunday I share an amateur nature picture of mine along with a thought or two regarding God’s love for you. God is for you. He is specific. He is a romancer. He will go to great lengths to get your attention. Why? Because He loves you. This season has been full of change and…
The Writing Sisters: Surrender and The Shepherd’s Song
According to Merriam-Webster surrender means: to agree to stop fighting, hiding, resisting, etc., because you know that you will not win or succeed. : to give the control or use of (something) to someone else. Somewhere, somehow one morning in Madison Georgia as we met to discuss our next writing project we faced a…
