
Waking Through My Words
When I was a young mother of six, I lay awake in bed thinking of my day. Had I been kind to the children? Had
Musings, Thoughts, and the Obvious

When I was a young mother of six, I lay awake in bed thinking of my day. Had I been kind to the children? Had

One of the most vivid memories I have is walking to school in the fall. Crunching through the leaves. Its a must do at this

As much as we might hope or imagine we are free spirits. We are not. Life is full of fences, boundaries, hedges, whatever you might

Have you ever noticed that just about anything can color your day. When I was a young home school mother, of six, in the thick

Have you ever noticed how easy it is to write goals down? Crazy easy-especially since I love lists I am also a fan of bullet

I am the queen of lists. I write the same morning routine down every day :Pray-read Bible :Exercise From there it can go anywhere. Laundry,

I live from my backyard, kitchen, living-room, dining room, street, trail. I live here I like here I am not after there I love the

Every where there are clocks ticking. In the den. In my writing closet. In the bathroom. In the kitchen In the living room. Quiet yourself

My daughter has told me at least three times in the last year, “Nobody listens to you Mom.” Is this true? Are my words airborne
Edgy Sack
I like plants and tennis and book club and classical music and small bowls of ice cream.
I love Jesus, Mr. Fix-it, family and life!
I don’t like driving in the rain or sleeping in.
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