A kiss last week. Just a kiss in the kitchen. Nothing more and nothing less. While the boys pretended to vomit and laugh, they watched Paul and I in a moment we’ve repeated thousands of times throughout our relationship. However, it was the first time I’d ever paused to consider what, if anything, was … Continue reading
Because life is meant to be shared. Because all of life’s adventures are not pretty and perfectly packaged. Because too many people edit their lives and only share the pretty of life. Because this is our life and it’s not always pretty. That is why I write. We’ve been home for a week. Spring break … Continue reading
People call me a survivor and they do so for all the wrong reasons. It drives me crazy. Bat-shit crazy. No one ever called me a survivor until I got a brain tumor. Suddenly, I have a brain tumor, crappy pathology, an undesirable diagnosis, I’m still alive and BOOM!… Now I’m a survivor! Ding, Ding, … Continue reading
I’ve been up at some point in the middle of the night nearly every night since becoming a mother almost 9 years ago. Whether it’s a noise, crying child, dog walking through the house with tags jingling, storms rumbling in the distance or sirens, it’s generally my ears that hear it all first. A few … Continue reading
I figure if I had the audacity back in November to proclaim that I was going to train and actually run a half marathon, I should go ahead and come clean that I’m not. I tried. I really did. I followed a schedule. I was making progress and I was ticking off those miles. I … Continue reading
I’m not sure how to define where I’ve been. I’ve been lurking somewhere between home, carpool, Costco, a ball field, my car, kitchen and virtually a million other places. Oh, how I’ve longed to sit here and write and oh!, how I have failed. Trust me, posts are there and words are stacked up in my head like rush hour traffic in Atlanta on … Continue reading
From near and far we gathered. Flights arrived from Los Angeles, Chicago, Dallas, Hartford and Boston. Road trips were made from Virginia, North and South Carolina. Schedules were cleared, time was set aside to gather together, hundreds of emails were sent, maps and directions checked and double checked, party rentals ordered, copious amounts of food … Continue reading
I spend a lot of time in the kitchen, especially on the weekends. Call me a short order cook. If asked, I’ll cook my family anything they ask for and often spend hours on end prepping, cooking and cleaning to only repeat it again and again until we tuck the wee ones in bed at night. Don’t get me wrong, I … Continue reading
You’d think after 17 years, a question and assignment from a college professor shouldn’t feel so fresh and haunting. Yet, it does. The reason why has changed significantly over the years as has my perspective on his assignment. Two months into a black and white photography class, sitting around a dingy studio table with all our … Continue reading
Inspired by Fat Mum Slim, an Australian blogging mum, I’ve taken up her February photography challenge. Sparing you a photo post each day, I opted to create a page (see above) 29 Days, 29 Photos where I’ll update pics daily. You can leave your comments there, which are always appreciated, and I hope you enjoy my interpretation of each days theme. If you’re … Continue reading
Six months ago our hearts and family grew. Here are six images and six words recently captured through my lens that celebrate our life. Joy, Peace, Laughter, Tender, Smile and Love each caught through my lens.
In a recent on camera interview I was posed a question I never saw coming. As the words came out, one by one, forming the sentence and posing the question, the hair on the back of my neck rose. My pulse quickened and my chest got tight. Shit! I thought. Fight. Fight back the tears. … Continue reading
I saw him sitting on the stairs, messing around with his brother and I grabbed my camera. Moans, groans and “Quit taking pictures MOM!” were audible as I came down the hall. I assured them it was not their faces I was interested in and they lost interest in what I was doing. I took … Continue reading
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