I was tired of feeling frustrated, angry, bitter and/or exhausted from asking my children to clean up one area before moving onto the next.  Why is it my job to ask? Why do I have to ask every time? Shouldn’t they already know to do this?   As I stood in the middle of the family… Read More


I am sure once she is gone the tears will flow.  Now though, one week before we travel home without a daughter in our car, I am all aglow.  It’s been like this since May when the decision to head north was confirmed.   Many ask how I feel about my oldest being at college… Read More


“When my soul was embittered, when I was pricked in heart, I was brutish and ignorant; I was like a beast toward you. Nevertheless, I am continually with you; you hold my right hand. You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will receive me to glory. Whom have I in heaven but you?… Read More


As moms we don’t intend to lead our children into lying simply by the kind of questions we ask.  Rather, it would be our heart’s desire to draw them into the truth when we ask those questions requiring an honest answer.   Because my mom was a teacher, for like a billion years, she would… Read More