I walked you to the door of the Kindergarten building and let go of your chubby hand. That hand I've held for five years telling myself on so many occasions, "Don't forget what this feels like, Erica." You took your place in line and started taking in your new surroundings, thinking thoughts sprinkled with cluelessness... Continue Reading →
Doubly Loved
I got a foretaste this week of maybe what being a grandparent will be like. A grandmother once told me, "You love your grandkids so much because you love them twice. You love their parents and then you love them. They're doubly loved!"And so are these dear ones. We spent nearly 7 years loving their... Continue Reading →
You Are Strong but Not Strong Enough
How can I almost cry through a soccer game watching your little body sprint and muscle bound legs extend up and down the field? It's not like you're wearing a cute dress with your hair in curls singing a sweet, smiley song in a school program. You're sweaty and throwing elbows and have fire in... Continue Reading →
He’s Our…
Home Sweet Home.So thankful to be back together as a family! Posted with Blogsy
Something Better Than President (To my Mom for Father’s Day)
I guess in some ways it would've made more sense to write this post on Mother's Day. I could have, but I didn't. Because although you have been a mom to me these past 39 years, you've also stood where a dad should've stood all these years, too. When you're a single parent, you don't... Continue Reading →
Stay on the Bike: A 13th Anniversary Admonition
I left her tough and tender hand for your untried one that Saturday morning.You opened it up to me and I held on tight, in faith, to my husband-to-be, wondering what you would be.Samuel Rutherford was right. This bride loved the beauty and simplicity of her white satin dress, but on that day, I was... Continue Reading →
Decorating 101
We've been in our house just over a year now. After hotel living for about a month, we were so grateful to have walls between us again, never mind if they were unfinished and the floor was dusty concrete in places. I've enjoyed making this house our orange and yellow haven these past months. We... Continue Reading →
I Love You When You Lose
Battle of the Books Because this Museum of Memories isn't just for the wins. It's not about making me look like a rock star mom with above average you name it, so I can manage a certain public opinion of our family. It's about recording for each of you a history of our constant love... Continue Reading →
Being a Christian Isn’t Easy
Your 9-year-old hand penned those words and this mother's heart breathed a rare sigh of relief, since at least one of the things we've seemingly done right (still all of grace!) is not communicating to you that being a Christian is as easy as walking an aisle or merely saying a prayer. But at the... Continue Reading →
The Joy of You
I watch you out the window as you run to our mailbox, eagerly anticipating the treasures in today's delivery. Any mom who spends her days at home can relate to this simple highlight of the day. And just like you don't want to miss the joy of the mail, I'm so thankful I haven't missed... Continue Reading →
Sunshine’s Blaze: A Birthday Prayer
I've borrowed breath for 39 years now. I've borrowed love, words, wisdom, rest, strength, and many other gifts. Actually, what do I have that I haven't received? And what have I shared that I wasn't given? You see, at best I'm a bankrupt borrower. And always, he's a lavish lender. So, I have a hunch... Continue Reading →
Lunch Note
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