Collecting the Moments

“Mama. You can go home and rest easy now. He is in good hands and he’s not going anywhere. Your shift is done. We have him.” • • • • • After...

“Do not ask your children to strive for extraordinary lives. Such striving may seem admirable, but it is the way of foolishness. Help them i...

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.  And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard t...

I hope you remember mornings like this. Mornings where I covered you in kisses as the sun came up just because you were still enough, and cl...

I hope you remember mornings like this. Mornings where I covered you in kisses as the sun came up just because you were still enough, ...

This essay was a revision of another post that I wrote specifically for my group of homeschoolers.  It is a revision of the post "Bit...

I am one of those people.  I will find a way to do just about anything and I have no issue with doing some things twice or even three time...

I sit here, this morning and I have lots of thoughts of success and passions running through my head.  There are 11 years worth of consisten...

There is something that happens when your oldest graduates.  A definite sense or relief along with some bittersweet that can overwhelm you ...

This sweet and tiny nest fell out of our huge fir tree a couple of weeks ago. It had no eggs in it, so I'm assuming the birds were fle...

In the seasons of parenting or ‘people growing’ there is often a time of release.   Sometimes gentle and sometimes not-so-gentle.  I remembe...