... because forever love is beautiful. She sat alone. Like shy flowers in the table's center, she's often noticed but quickly forgotten. From across the room he was in awe of her delicacy. Extending his strong hand and a warm smile she obliged, hesitantly. His brilliant eyes won her over. Dancing for 50 years, with… Continue reading Celebration
I want to be angry. I want to cry. I want to curl up in bed and cover up the day with a soft, fluffy blanket. I want to wrap up so tight the day can't seep in through the cracks. Pity, party of one, please? Bad days happen and can happen to anyone at… Continue reading Pity, Party of One, Please?
I check the mailbox daily. While it's usually advertisements or bills, around birthdays or holidays it's fun to get a card or unexpected little treat. My in-laws are amazing about thinking of my kids and sending them little surprises. I love to see the joy on their faces when there's a card or package just… Continue reading 28 Love Letters
All the boxes and bags had been ripped and torn open on Christmas morning. Toys were scattered along the floor ready to be played with for the first time…and what does my child gravitate to first? The $2 whoopee cushion from his stocking. (You know, the bag you blow up and when squeezed or sat… Continue reading Just Laugh
It's the last day of another year gone by. How can I let it pass without reflecting on this year? As I sat down to think, certain experiences or moments didn't immediately come to mind as I intended. Instead I kept hearing the words, please slow down. My husband and I did quite a bit… Continue reading I Can’t Keep Up
Ok fellas (if you're even reading this) you might be wondering if this post is directed to you. Make Time For Her. While I absolutely think it's vital for couples to make time for each other, I'm going in a different direction here. You're off the hook…this time. Ladies, this one's for you. Walk with… Continue reading Make Time For Her
Are you sitting down? This confession is pretty big: We don't have a Christmas elf that visits our house. Go ahead, call me a Grinch, a Scrooge, a party pooper. Get it over with, I'll wait. Are you done? Ok, good. I'll explain my reasons now. First, I know there are moms on both sides… Continue reading Why There’s Not an Elf on My Shelf