A belly button love story

A belly button love story

All this week leading up to mother’s day I will be posting on topics related to this most favorite of my subjects:  the delicious, demanding and high calling of motherhood. And on Friday I’ll invite you to link up your own answer to the question, “Moms matter...

If I had to choose, I would rather

If I had to choose… I would rather sleep than eat. I would rather load the dishwasher than unload it. I would rather eat gobs of sickly sweet candy than chocolate. I would rather write than watch TV. I would rather do anything in the world than laundry. OK, your...

Betcha didn’t know that

Betcha didn’t know that I don’t like coffee (forgive me Sarah Mae!) Betcha didn’t know that I have one gold tooth. Betcha didn’t know that once upon a time I spoke more Zulu than English. Betcha didn’t know that I like to top my ice cream...

A family love song

To the moms who rock and sway and dance their babies to sleep. Who swaddle and sing and stroke brand new skin through half closed eyes only to rise for 6am toddlers.  To the dads who strap their babies to their backs and walk the afternoon sunshine while mommy naps....
How to overcome a fear of heights

How to overcome a fear of heights

I want to have the kind of faith that dances on a glass floor 103 feet up in the air. I want to, but often I am too worried to dance. I tip toe up to the edge of the ledge, lean over, look down and feel my stomach drop out the bottom of my toes. My fear and my faith...