I still smile every time I see them. Of all the things my daughter owns, I can’t get enough of those peach knit mittens. The year before she came we traveled to Kodiak, Alaska to visit a friend. It was the year of the lost-daughter and I was still struggling to relearn how to breath after…
He snores slightly. This tiny two-year-old nephew of mine. He slumps over on the couch, wrapped in a bright blue blanket and letting out soft rumbling snores. Upstairs the girls are sleeping sideways in the bed so they can share without rolling off. At 5 and 3 1/2 they are nearly the same height and…
(Today for something different, I thought that I’d join in with the community at thegypsymama.com for five-minute fridays. She gives a prompt word and bloggers write for five-minutes straight, without editing, whatever comes to mind. It gives a chance to practice writing, loosen up perfectionism and catch a glimpse into the hearts and minds of…
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