Michelle
Our Little Mold Breaker
After our first daughter was born, my husband and I were sure were the best parents ever because of all the hard work we put into parenting our first born baby, and what a good baby she was, we knew that we had the magic formula, and had done all things right.
Our second baby girl [...]
Perception on Vacation
I wrote this a couple of months back when we were on vacation in Florida. As I look out my window to the snow and ice…it is a wonderful memory, and a reminder to start saving for our next get-away!
Whenever we go away as a family, I am amazed at how the "stuck togetheredness" amplifies [...]
The Turkey Platter
My Grandma was not a wealthy woman. She lived in small homes her whole life and had only a few "precious" belongings. I was her one and only Granddaughter. Grandma had a few items marked out for me that she wanted me to get when she died. As she got older, [...]
The B-I-B-L-E
I suppose it is kind of morbid the Bible stories I remember most clearly from my childhood are those that involve death and/or dismemberment. Like the time in Judges 4 when Jael drove a tent peg through a man's head and nailed them to the ground…or when the whole earth shook, opened up and swallowed [...]
Too Much Turkey
How do you survive Thanksgiving dinner withkidsandonemaybetwofamilygatheringsinoneday?
My husband and I have the responsibility pleasure of eating an entire Thanksgiving dinner two times in one day since both of our parents live within minutes of each other. Gatherings such as these bring out the best, but more often, the worst in me as well as [...]
When Buttons are Pushed
You have them. I have them…pushable buttons. Our buttons are the little things the people around us say or do to push us over the cliffs of insanity. Kids have them too, and have a super-sense of what yours are. They can push those buttons and they get exactly what they want…a reaction.
I am constantly [...]
A Legacy of Giving
My Mom tells me amazing stories about what it was like for my Grandma and Grandpa to grow up in the Great Depression. My Grandma was the youngest of 10 children. I remember her telling me that when her and her siblings were to get a piece of candy, they would suck on it as [...]
How (not) to Kill Your Friends
I don’t always like women very much. Women can be nasty. The jobs I've held with an all-women staff are the hardest jobs I have had. Women have this tendency to rip one another apart. I suppose gossip and slander are our ways of making ourselves feel better about our own insecurities.
This week I had [...]
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