Innocence Lost

Saturday morning. My first thoughts are of guns. My social media feed is full of statistics and horror stories about beautiful humans gone to soon. At the same time, I feel the relief of Saturday. No school. My eight year old baby girl jumps into my bed. She cheerfully brags…

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Golden Toes

Golden Toes

The click of her shoes against the kitchen floor pulls my eyes from the recipe I’m reading on my phone. Taco seasoning. I’ve made it a million times, but my brain can’t seem to store that information anywhere I can readily retrieve it. Her smile is bright and big. It…

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13 Years

13 Years

13 years ago you arrived at 7:11pm on a Saturday. You were immediately surrounded by love as your family held you. Late that night, I held you in the dark and wished for a First Night of Motherhood manual. (Spoiler alert! There isn’t one…and if there had been, it wouldn’t…

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It goes so fast…

It goes so fast…

It goes so fast. We all know it. We feel it. We say it. Perhaps acknowledging it eases the pain of that fact ever so slightly. “It” can be anything…summer, vacation, childhood, life. So we feel the urge to do it right. But we’re human. And life is hard. Many…

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Seeing the Light-Thoughts on Mother’s Day

Seeing the Light-Thoughts on Mother’s Day

I hated Mother’s Day. I made the cards. I said the things. But I hated it. I didn’t have the “World’s Best Mom,” the greeting cards were talking about. I know now my mother did the best she could. But back then, it was really uncomfortable to pretend. My dad…

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Because I don’t know what else to do…

I’ll tell you she’s gone. I’ll tell you an entire life time ended without a sound. It likely ended a week before anyone knew it was over. It ended eighteen days before I knew. It ended in silence that belied the noise of my time with her. She died alone.…

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Slow Down for World Down Syndrome Day on March 21st

Slow Down for World Down Syndrome Day on March 21st

I feel the slight weight of his little hand on my shoulder as we walk. He has learned I am always here to steady him. When there are roots poking through dirt on the trail, when the hike takes a steep turn or when he needs to brace himself to…

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The Fresh Air Fund-Our First Experience As A Host Family

The Fresh Air Fund-Our First Experience As A Host Family

The massive bus pulled into the parking lot and came to a stop. The small crowd of onlookers cheered.  One by one, names were called and the children stepped off the bus and into the bright July sunlight. It was the tall ones who got me, some of them almost…

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Journey South

Journey South

A Monarch Butterfly emerges from its chrysalis, dries its wings and begins to fly south.   He does not learn this behavior.  It is genetically built in.  Scientists do not fully understand how each year, the fourth generation of Monarchs are able to make the amazing journey  from Canada and the…

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Meet, Plan, Go…Long Term Travel is for Real

Meet, Plan, Go…Long Term Travel is for Real

About two years ago I read a story about a family who drove from Argentina to Alaska. I was intrigued. I knew of single people and couples who were traveling long term, but this family made travel seem possible for me, a wife and mom to three young children. I…

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