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    Identity

    I find myself in a gentle stream where birds chirp above, minnows scatter below and the fallen trees bounce in shimmering water.  “Homeschool” at its richest.   My boots fill completely with icy water while I desperately chase a Spring frog.  I laugh hard – right out loud, so…

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    A Weak Homeschooler’s Prayer

    Might I humbly share what I wrote this morning in my prayer journal?   Lord, these days are long, when my husband leaves for work and doesn’t return until after the kids are in bed.  Give me strength… no, not only strength but a different perspective.  Not thinking “Oh, what a…

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    No pretenses… just PERSPECTIVE.

    I want to tell you the TRUTH about our family. As we embark on another year…  another year of living, of parenting, marriage, growth, change, striving, I feel a strong urge to open up and talk about how I’m feeling.  Right now, I’m more committed than ever to motherhood, to…

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    No pretenses… just PERSPECTIVE.

    I want to tell you the TRUTH about our family. As we embark on another year…  another year of living, of parenting, marriage, growth, change, striving, I feel a strong urge to open up and talk about how I’m feeling.  Right now, I’m more committed than ever to motherhood, to…

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    Hope for the Lonely Mom…

    I remember when our eldest was a baby – I was young, unprepared, and felt exasperated most of the time. To describe me as a ‘nervous new Mom’ would be huge understatement. I mean, I would leap out of bed like a shot when our son but whimpered. I…

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    Hope for the Lonely Mom…

    I remember when our eldest was a baby – I was young, unprepared, and felt exasperated most of the time. To describe me as a ‘nervous new Mom’ would be huge understatement. I mean, I would leap out of bed like a shot when our son but whimpered. I…

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    The Good Place…

    I think this is the first Christmas since I’ve been married that I’ve been in a really good place.  I mean, really good.  My eyes are wide open.  I’m trying hard to see everything, every little thing for the gift it is.  Right now, three children busily prepare a basement…

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    Dare to Let Them Grow up Slow.

    Children are growing too fast, period.  For a while, it was something to scoff at or roll our eyes about.  It seemed pretty innocent at first, with a few brand name companies offering children’s lines.  But there’s more to the story. Kids growing up fast is really about the…

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    Perfection for the Imperfect

    We’ve had some very, very rough weeks.  The days have been ridiculously hot and I’ve lost my cool.  Little boys who think they’re men push their luck and their Mama’s buttons.  I yell too much.  I’m weary.  I’m not enjoying things as I usually do. I drone a continuous,…