Every year, around the middle of December, in a snow covered field along a quiet country road, a little Christmas tree decorated with a tin foil star and a lone red ornament appears. At sunset, a solar battery powers a single strand of white Christmas lights that shine brightly in the darkness of the surrounding…
I am happy out here. Messy hair, dirty feet and wild water on my skin. Out here with the wild things; this is where I belong. – Brooke Hampton
Being a mom comes with those inevitable consequences, like that 10 lbs of “baby weight” that you still have 20 years after giving birth. Or, everything that you own gradually becoming the property of others. Not remembering your real name because all you ever hear is mom, Maaahhm, mom-mom-mom, mommy, MOMMMMMMM or my personal favorite,…
After going through BRAmageddon, I was feeling a little worse for the wear. Nothing will give you a case of the body blues, like bra shopping. It’s quite a downer, looking in the mirror at yourself, and seeing that your boobs look like ten miles of bad road because they’re all jacked up in an…
Sometimes, if you’re not careful, life will knock you down and run you right over. It takes an effort to snap out of the everyday-worry-about-everything-there’s-got-to-be-more-to-life-than-paying-bills stressed out attitude that, over time, we all seem to adopt. Life is not only meant to be lived, but enjoyed. So, today I took a deep breath and walked…
As a mom, I’m constantly worried about my kids. C.O.N.S.T.A.N.T.L.Y.W.O.R.R.I.E.D. I guess that comes with the territory. Will they be prepared to head out into this world? Will they be good people? Will they be OK when I’m gone? Over their short lives, I’ve taught them many things: how to ride a bike, tie their…
The Farmers in the Dell 