Emptying the nest · Going Gray

My Heart Found Normal Again

A year ago, on Mother's Day, I weeded my garden and nurtured my tearful soul. I was missing out on being able to see my daughters. I, of course, wasn't the only mother who shared that experience. We were doing our part to be responsible, i.e., slow the spread...yada-yada. I don't know about you, but… Continue reading My Heart Found Normal Again

Adventures

May I Just Feel Normal Again?

May I just feel normal again, even for a week? That's all I wanted when I packed my bags (so that I could lift them above my head easily) before I headed out the door to Florida. I told my little Copper that I'd be back. Even though he couldn't hear me. I could tell… Continue reading May I Just Feel Normal Again?

Adventures

Mish-Mashing My Way to the Beach

Since my last post, I've had a mish-mash of thoughts about life. And fear. And faith. And beaches. And cauliflower mash. I really do like that stuff. Don't knock it until you try it. But yesterday, it wasn't enjoyable at first. When we discovered a container Mr. purchased with a punctured hole in the top,… Continue reading Mish-Mashing My Way to the Beach

Adventures

My run-in with a mouse click gone wrong

My lesson on learning how to navigate a self-hosted WordPress.org site while also having a WordPress.com site.

Inspiration

A butter cookie crumbles into a serious message of freedom

On behalf of snickerdoodle lovers everywhere, I'm going to attempt to butter you up to read a surprise post like none other I've done before. Wait...this sounds like I'm writing about food again doesn't it? Yeah, I know, I told you in my last post that I hadn't become a foody blogger. But, I couldn't… Continue reading A butter cookie crumbles into a serious message of freedom

Inspiration

Feisty thoughts from my 900th post

In all honesty and modesty, reaching 900 posts is a toasty moment. It's a complex thing. And, it's a travesty too. Instead of feeling accomplished, I feel as though I've become a rusty blogger. How can I feel rusty when I've written 900 posts? That's a lot of words and photos, isn't it? All I… Continue reading Feisty thoughts from my 900th post