An open letter to my children’s “other” mothers

Paper - Made with PosterMyWall (2)An open letter to my children’s “other” mothers:  

You know who you are — my kids’ friends’ moms.  The moms who always seem to be available, even though you may or may not work a full-time job. The moms who, according to my kids, cook better than I do, are more fun to be around and have a cleaner house than mine. The moms whom I’m sometimes a bit jealous of (if I’m honest). So, I have something I’ve been meaning to say to you:  Continue reading “An open letter to my children’s “other” mothers”

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Getting there: thankfully

When Kermit sang “Getting there is half the fun,” he was not singing about traveling by plane.  At least, it sure isn’t fun for me.  In March, my husband and I took a trip of a lifetime to the Holy Land, specifically Israel and Jordan.   I must confess I went reluctantly.  The 12-hour flight over the Atlantic was one of the main reasons.  Add … Continue reading Getting there: thankfully

Be thankful for dirt

My dirty dishes are once again piled up on the counter and in the sink.  I washed them yesterday, why do I have to do it again? Bits of leftover mashed potatoes, grilled chicken, and uneaten green beans lay on my plates.  Oh, there’s also a couple of bowls with dried on oatmeal stuck to them.  Not to mention the used utensils and the multiple cups and … Continue reading Be thankful for dirt