My husband changes the oil in our vehicles himself. When his brake pads need to be replaced, he borrows tools… Read more Not wasted
Tag: parenting
Mama said, part 7
“Starving kids in Africa would love that pork chop,” my mom stated, twirling her spaghetti around her fork. I rolled… Read more Mama said, part 7
Remembering love
In my past, when experiencing the sorrow and grief accompanying loss of relationships, I typically spent at least a week… Read more Remembering love
The real world
Someday, your father willbuild me a sunroomwith his hands. His sweat steadilydripping, devoted to craftingcontentment in my soul. And when… Read more The real world
Red lights
I’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember. Even as a little girl in the back of… Read more Red lights
Father envy
I think eye rolling in church might be inappropriate. But I’ve done it my whole life—if not outwardly, inwardly. Confession:… Read more Father envy
Benign
“Will you make me some flan?” I scribbled this barely legible note with my left hand while nursing my daughter… Read more Benign
Merging
I’m pretty sure I’ve never cried so much in my life. Since having my daughter in November, my perspective has… Read more Merging
How do you know me?
About a year ago, I decided to create a second blog, Your Daily Dose of Gratitude. I’d already been writing… Read more How do you know me?
Greener grass
This morning, I awoke to the adorable chatting and fussing of my nine week-old infant daughter. Moans and groans followed–not… Read more Greener grass
Just wheat: Only what matters 