Downtown yesterday, in Cincinnati, was muggy, humid. The sun was unexpectedly warmer than it felt at home in my yard. Two of my kids, a man cub and a girl in waiting to be a lady, walked over to the parking meter to print out a receipt to put in the windshield while I lagged …
I used my very own personal key fob this evening, the only key fob I’ve ever possessed, and let myself and my girl quiet into the silent school building we’ll be calling home in ten days. We walked the halls and I whispered prayers for the kids and their families. I smiled to see the …
For years I was a stay at home mama, all in up to the part in my hair. I loved the swirl of activity always around me. I thrived in spontaneous hide and seek with my kids in the yard, the read alouds every single night while my girls “styled” my hair. I even relished …
Yeah. No kiddin, “senior”….but still….today I got a sweatshirt with my girls’ school logo on it and I’m so excited…like the kind of excited when I used to buy my boys cowboy boots and they wore them to bed the first night? I’m so doing that. This transition from homeschool mama to “real” school mom …
When I started this thing, this reaching up in the air and grabbing my thoughts and making them into words and setting them free, I named it “Dipping the Toe” because that’s what it felt like. I was a shy, scared little girl on the inside with such big thoughts to share. Would there be …