Sometimes, hanging onto our memories of a time when someone thought about us, even a little, is the best we can do.
Holiday Traditions We have a LOT of those around this family. Here's a few: Christmas Jammies-Each member of the family opens ONE package before going to bed on Christmas Eve. It's ALWAYS Christmas Pajamas.Christmas Eve Game Night-Each Christmas Eve we have a BIG get together. Everyone brings a dish to share so there's plenty of... Continue Reading →
A memory or story? Well I tell those all the time! Let's see if I can come up with one that I've never written about on here before. San Diego My husband and I took my kids on an amazing vacation to San Diego in 2014. We had plans to stay in a nice hotel,... Continue Reading →
5 Blessings in my Life (in no particular order): Family I was blessed to be born into an amazing family. We are all close (in hearts although not in distance). We have a huge network of cousins, second cousins, Aunts, Uncles, etc. I was also lucky enough to marry into an amazing family that truly... Continue Reading →
Let's do a poem for something I feel strongly about. My children. The day you were born changed everything and probably not in the way you think. Before you, I was serious, never emotional, and too busy being busy to stop and enjoy life. You gave me the time to slow things down, breathe,... Continue Reading →
Remember, if you have a blog you can play along with this writing challenge too! Today's challenge asks the best ways to win my heart. Well, it's already been done! So, for inspiration, I'm going to focus on my awesome husband and all the ways he captures my heart on a regular basis. Make me... Continue Reading →
There have been a lot of people in my life who inspire me. My parents (both separately and as a couple), my grandparents, my husband, a few amazing coworkers, an inspirational teacher, a girl scout leader, my children. But the person who came to mind today is young me. I don't think there are many... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid I wrote short stories. I wrote them for fun. Usually they were scribbled in little notebooks and forgotten about. One day I was writing in my little notebook at my grandmother's house. She read the story right there at her kitchen table. I remember her sitting in her little wooden... Continue Reading →