Some people think I am a laid back parent, but they are wrong. I am just worn out. “Mom, how did you get so chill?” My 19-year-old daughter asked me. … Continue reading Taming the Mama Bear
Moms. We love our kids. We are anxious. And we are ready to meddle.
Hey, mama. I see you. You just rushed into work, late or almost late, and collapsed in your chair. You put on your makeup while sitting in traffic. You are … Continue reading Hey, Mama, I see you…
I have taken a unflinching evaluation of my life and I have come to a conclusion. I am not Instagram worthy. I am neither witty enough nor succinct enough for … Continue reading I’m Not (Instagram) Worthy!
For all the moms who have lost and need to know they never walk alone. Ozella My grandmother, Mama Ruby, was effervescent. She has long been with Jesus now, … Continue reading Ozella
Mother’s Day. For the moms who can’t slap #blessed on everything- this is for you. Motherhood. I have been doing this gig for 22 years now- 5 kids of my … Continue reading Mother’s Day and The Broken Road
This week I have driven one thousand miles in three afternoons without ever leaving the boundaries of my small town (or at least it feels like it). What I do … Continue reading Pain with a Purpose (and the perils of Spring sports season)
I sat down and pulled my cup of coffee close for comfort, thankful that the drone of the nearby interstate was drowning out the bickering of my two ninth graders … Continue reading The Fortress of Uncool
I-65, the HOV lane. Rush hour. The windows were down on the Jeep in spite of the chill in air. We were on our way home after the cross country … Continue reading We Slay
Dear Gabby, I can’t imagine what it is like to have worked so hard for so long, and sacrificed so much to have a legion of people who have done … Continue reading Dear Gabby
For just a moment, I remembered it- the image of my perfect life. Manicured lawn. My home- clutter free, clean, well decorated…serene. Well-behaved, responsible children who are, you know, keeping … Continue reading Beautiful Imperfection
I sat on her bed for a moment this morning after she zoomed down the street in her little red Fiat, ACDC blaring from the speakers while Crime and Punishment … Continue reading A Seed Well Sown