I drove down the road this week playing this over and over in my car. I was so proud of my boy, soon to be gone for a year weaving dreams into coverings for hearts he’s not met yet.. I glanced down at the lock screen on my phone and my granddaughter looks back at …
This is my boy. My firstborn. This is what he’s like……the dreamer of big dreams, always looking forward on the horizon for the next big adventure. I suspect that wanderlust transferred to him through the blood that coarsed through the umbilical cord. I so get this about him. He used to say, “I’ll be the …
I snapped this picture this morning; rather I sat my phone down and the camera saw beauty and clicked it quick. I looked at the screen and smiled inside. Is this what snowflakes look like to God, I thought? It’s a snow day today and my girl sleeps quiet on the couch where we’ve set …
I woke up just now and brewed my coffee strong and grabbed my new book, broken in by smelling it, and the first few lines have me in a state of YES. AMEN. and WOW. First of all because the author writes from a plane just ready to take off in a state where there …
I’m enjoying my last hours of alone time, on my own grown up girl time, while my girl has been away at a weekend youth retreat. I’ve heard from her off and on. She’s having a rich and wonderful time. It makes my heart happy. I love that she has other adults who are pouring …
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