Okay, so maybe not a thousand words – but enough words to tell your grandma that you don’t want pizza for lunch, you would rather have chicken nuggets, thank you…
Dreams are weird. There are of course the dreams we have at night and then the dreams we have for our lives or for the lives of our loved ones. I…
I love my son Jake – but sometimes he makes me so tired. And frustrated. And irritated. Like taking a picture of him. How many tries does it take to…
My son Asa is twenty years old – more a man than a boy. Of course, he will always be a little boy in my mind. Life with Asa has…
Jake wrote his first story today – all by himself!! I am so proud of him! H has been working so hard at school and it shows. I know that…
I guess I am a hard person to figure out – or so I have been told. A couple of my kids’ friends told them that I am “hard to read.”…
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