Parenting is not optional. It’s expensive and exhausting and 3 out of 7 days each week you will want to turn in your resignation. Dear God, I regret to inform you I can no longer serve as caregiver of this child. I have decided to take another route. Sincerely, Me Stick around. God gave you… Continue reading hey little mama.
If no one has told you yet I’m breaking the news…consider this information a gift… Life will bring you pain. Isn’t it fantastic! You don’t have to wonder anymore! You don’t have to wonder if you’re going to escape life’s blows!!! You’re NOT! You ARE going to get hit…square between the eyes…at some point…with heartache… Continue reading let it do what it came to do.
I have to think we all wonder at times if what we’re doing matters? If the effort we put into something serves a purpose or if it’s wasting our time when we should be doing something else. When I first began blogging I didn’t wonder if it “mattered”. I never questioned its relevance. I just… Continue reading r e l e v a n c e.
Dear Ella, Today was Mother’s Day and while I was counting my motherhood blessings I was counting you. One year ago this month your Poppy called to say you’d be joining us for dinner. I left to meet you both at the house and we’ve been together ever since. Together we’ve learned and done so… Continue reading high calling.
Affair (n.) …an intense amorous relationship, usually of short duration That’s one of the seven definitions found on dictionary.com….it’s a noun. You can go to an affair, host an affair, want an affair, have an affair… I’m going to try and STOP an affair. It was two years ago…I was parked at the post office… Continue reading a f f a i r .
This time last year I was sitting at Paige and John’s house in Lubbock and blogging my way into my 47th year of life…I had no idea what was waiting for me…and I’m glad. Had I known that night that I would face the things I’ve faced, I might have written with less positive enthusiasm… Continue reading so this was 47…
I have criticized myself from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. If I was ever inadequate in your eyes, you were wasting your energy if you ever said so…you only validated what I was already thinking…feeling…which could all be summed up in these three words…Not Good Enough. Not thin enough…pretty… Continue reading scrutiny mutiny.