There is a running joke in my household. My husband is the blamer, I am the judger. An unusual number of mosquitoes at the front door? Clearly my fault for leaving water in forgotten buckets outside, while the kids were playing. Teenager spent a small fortune on those ready-worn-out jeans? Hey kid, if you wanted Continue Reading
There is Silence Here
Dear Mamas, The days are long, sometimes so long, but the years are short. Imagine yourself now, twenty years down the road, when you finally get that peace you so crave. Where are you? Where are they? There is silence In the peace of the late morning, I sip my coffee. No rush, no one’s Continue Reading
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