The fatigue that accompanied mothering when the children were young was sometimes crippling. A day of stress on top of stress took a toll. By the time their dad came home, I was a depressed puddle of a mess. One thing that invigorated me was going to a mom’s group, or a homeschool mom’s group. We would gather, swap war stories, share ideas, and pray for one another.
I love mittens. I like a nice pair of gloves as well, but mittens provide comradery for the fingers. They may purposely exclude the thumb, but the four fingers can fraternize and keep one another warm. One of my favorite children’s books is about mittens. It’s called The Mitten by Jan Brett and tells the story of a child walking in the woods who drops a white mitten. He doesn’t notice its
This has been a year of drawing nearer and loosening. Of change, for sure. Of roles outgrown and new roles adopted. Of finding new and discarding old. And of losing and finding. I got a letter this year saying there was some unclaimed money waiting for me. It was something that had been lost and was now asking to be found. After minimal checking, I discovered it was $43 from
This year's Christmas Eve service at church was wonderful. The anticipation of the season, along with the pageantry, lights, and music was spectacular. I especially enjoy watching moms with their kids. I watch and remember. Kids running down the aisle, feeling the freedom of the open space. One of my kids ran up and laid on the floor right in front of the pastor once. She would not be
My in-laws were sure special. Through all of life's storms, they were solid. Solid in their faith. Unwavering. Solid in their marriage. Something like 65 years. Solid in their lifestyle of always seeking to bless others, in small ways and big. Their passing was hard, but how they have enriched my heart. Grandma sewed. I mean, she was a serious sew-er. She regularly made