Broken Concentration
My two daughters, aged 14 and 12, share a bedroom. There’s a bunk bed in the room. (The fourteen year-old …
My two daughters, aged 14 and 12, share a bedroom. There’s a bunk bed in the room. (The fourteen year-old …
Today was the first day of a vacation week for my husband. We began the day by taking one of …
Life’s daily responsibilites are hard enough to navigate through without adding the crushing burden of bad attitudes. This morning I …
Yesterday I was thinking about the week ahead: its duties, its responsibilities and its work. I like to enter my …
What is so ridiculous about Mondays? Only me. I enter into my day (and my week) like a thoroughbred at …
For those of us who struggle with a desire for popularity… I was standing in the bathroom the other day …
TODAY THE BLOG FEATURES A GUEST BLOGGER – my daughter. (She wrote this story yesterday and shared it with us at …
Our family – my husband, our two middle-school girls and me – have developed a habit of reading aloud together …
My family spent a couple of vacation days together last week. We traveled to a town a couple of hours …
THE END OF THE MATTER (Part IV in a series) After the flurry and work of the morning, I began …