One evening, I was sitting on my couch doing what moms do at the end of a long day... relaxing (i.e. browsing Netflix). Suddenly laughter and silliness and Disney sing-a longs broke into my consciousness and took root in my heart. My two teenage girls just enjoying being together, being sisters, sharing the small moments … Continue reading {The Sound of Sisterhood}
Tag: writing
{Bravery and beta readers}
Trying to get brave over here. Last summer I finished writing my first book, a cute little story about a boy named Hank and his summer adventures with his friend, Jake, all while visiting his Great-Aunt Leova and Great-Uncle Henry. Since finishing, I’ve let a couple of people read it, and have spent a good … Continue reading {Bravery and beta readers}
{When something happens…}
This post was originally published on October 30, 2016 on my family blog, as a follow up to this post. I wanted to share the follow up with you as well as the original. I notice that something still happens in my heart when I take chances on my dreams. That dream you have? Take … Continue reading {When something happens…}
{Around the Kitchen Table}
This post was originally published on my family blog on Monday, October 17, 2016. I loved it, though, and wanted to share it over here on this space, to share some of my writing, as well as a little part of me and things that are important to me. I hope you enjoy it! I've … Continue reading {Around the Kitchen Table}
41.
My birthday was earlier this month (January), which always makes me reflect on the year that has passed. Since it's the last day of the month, I thought I'd share some of my reflections on 40. 40 was a great year! It taught me a lot about myself, some stuff that was hard, and a … Continue reading 41.
{Just Me}
Welcome! Hey there, friends. Welcome to this new space. I'm sitting at my kitchen table right now, drinking my coffee and looking out my french doors at the beautiful mixture of grey clouds, blue sky, and winter trees. Winter trees are not my favorite. They are bleak, empty, and in many ways, devoid of life. … Continue reading {Just Me}
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