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...

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....
Are you afraid of heights?

Are you afraid of heights?

We lived in Chicago for one year. But we left before the Sears Tower opened its glass-bottomed sky deck. One hundred and three stories above ground. I don’t know if I would have had the courage to step out onto it anyway. The glass is four 1-1/2-inch-thick and can...

Something that moved me this week was when

I rode the train today. And watched the long, limp, limbs of the three year old boy-child across the aisle wrap into the lap of his mother. Wheels and i-pods and doors open closing to the beat of the announcer’s voice. And a boy sleeping deep. His head bob-rocking...
Are you afraid of heights?

Note to self

Spend more time smelling the roses tulips than worrying about the weeds.

The language that every child speaks

I am tired a lot of the time. Tiredness makes the edges of life seem fuzzy and throws off your focus. I usually consider tiredness a price worth paying if it means I can squeeze into already overcrowded days time alone. So I steal time away from my pillow and give it...