My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Found, one toddler’s shoe Lost one hot summer day 'Twixt morning and Someday Avenue Little ones should be free, tis true To run and romp happily along the way Found, one toddler’s shoe Banged up knees and bird’s-nest hairdo Mommy lunch dates at Mudpie Cafe 'Twixt morning and Someday Avenue Pushing boundaries and a broken … Continue reading Someday Avenue
At some point in your childhood development, someone - perhaps a parent, perhaps an older sibling, most assuredly a high school nemesis - has flung those fateful words at you, "grow up!" Whether we displayed immature decisions or actions, fashion or opinions, someone deemed our choices inappropriate for our chronological age. Now that I am … Continue reading Grow up
A little over 22 years ago we brought her home. Tomorrow we'll load her car and her dad's truck with all her possessions and she'll move out on her own ~ 652 miles, 11 hours, and four states away. There is nothing more I can say about that... Submitted as part of Shell's "Pour Your … Continue reading Chapter Two: moving out
She moved home, even if only for a few months, along with everything she owned, minus the old TV and cabinet she sold on her second trip to empty out her old apartment. The $40 she got from the new tenant paid for her gas on the drive home. She accumulated a lot of junk … Continue reading Better now
"...but when I became a man, I put away childish things." ~ 1 Corinthians 13:11 My family recently attended the wedding of one of our daughter's high school soccer team mates. This girl had been a part of our family for more than ten years. Our families were friends, the daughters sisters, the sons buddies. … Continue reading Childish things
Thin spiral notebook 