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My sons came home today to celebrate a family day of Easter. Back some years ago, our sons and sometimes our daughter started a tradition of coming home to go to church on Easter Sunday and then out here to the farm for dimmer. We’ve worshiped together many years at our little country church. Back when my kids were little …
“All those cliches, those things you hear about having a baby and motherhood—all of them are true. And all of them are the most beautiful things you will ever experience.” —Penelope Cruz On Christmas after the birth of my first grandchild twenty plus years ago, I had her father set her down on the floor in front of the Christmas tree …
To appreciate the sun, you gotta know what rain is. (J. Cole) Or snow or sleet and hail. Or even the gray winter skies that February can sometimes bring. My daughter once insisted that in Kentucky we have more gray skies than sunny skies in February. She doesn’t like long stretches of no sun. I said I don’t think that’s …
It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about? ~Henry David Thoreau Do you ever feel as though you might just be spinning in place and not getting anywhere? Sometimes that’s how I feel. I’m busy, busy, busy, but what am I really getting done? I have had a busy …
“It’s true, Christmas can feel like a lot of work, particularly for mothers. But when you look back on all the Christmases in your life, you’ll find you’ve created family traditions and lasting memories. Those memories, good and bad, are really what help to keep a family together over the long haul.” (Caroline Kennedy) Family – generations of love. Grandmother …
We had a big day yesterday celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary. It’s actually not for a couple more days, but we’re hoping to make it. Whether we do or not – and no one is promised tomorrow – we had a great time celebrating family and love yesterday. It was a little hard for me to look this fifty year …
This is my beautiful mother enjoying her grandchildren forty years ago. At the time, she was younger than I am now and a very loving grandmother. The grandkids thought she was the best. She let them stand at the sink and wash dishes. She pretended to let them help her make doughnuts. She played Rummy with them and didn’t always …
It’s been a grandkid weekend that started on Thursday night and won’t end till late tomorrow night. A couple of the kids are a little homesick. The other two aren’t showing much signs of wishing for home. But for sure, I’m one tired grandmom. The twins are sweet as they can be, but two three-year-olds keep you on the move. …
Not many of us can remember being two. If we could, we’d surely be more open to wonder. We’d remember discovering the world bit by bit. My preacher likes to tell young people that he did this or that before they “discovered America.” In other words, before they were born. That’s sort of how I felt this weekend taking care of …