HopelessHoper

I truly can’t remember when it was that I became a #hopelesshoper – the kind of hoper that cant help herself, hopelessly hoping even when...

I’m struggling to write the next #motherstories installment. How do you talk about something that happened so long ago yet still feels so...

May I say something somewhat controversial about #mothering today? It’s a thought that goes back two decades to my wedding day, a story...

The fuzzy head of my #littlesweetpotatoboy was snuggled on my shoulder, breathing heavy, sound asleep. On the phone was one of my...

I wish I could find the picture, the one where I have this huge grin on my face, and there she is, a teeny red-faced baby crying at the...

Hey You, Yes… you, all of you who feel a load of all sorts as May rolls around. You. Here you are, it’s #allthingsSpring and new life and...

It’s hard to believe if you were here, we’d be doing things like getting you ready for your driver’s test, planning a huge birthday...

Writer’s Note: This entry was first written in Spring 2007, It seems like a lifetime again, and yet, I read it through and know that even...

So Jax has to learn French. It’s required. And boy oh boy, is it a challenge. Here’s some thoughts on homework for the differently...

I wrote this first in Spring 2007, trying to figure out how to really celebrate Mothers Day  in the Church, a place which should feel...

Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, Jesus said to them, “Come with me by...

At camp this last week, we were all walking down to the river for another afternoon of looking for minnows and skipping rocks.  On the...

hug him and cry. I don’t write much about the meltdowns we experience as a family, mostly because somedays it would be all meltdowns,...

Emme is the epitome of animal lovers.  Every day, the request lingers in her mind and on her tongue, “Momma, when can we get a dog?” ...

I decided I would just come write out and say it.  I have spoken about the possibility but not much, and not for a really long time.  My...

I’ve come a long way in making peace with the infertility that has affected my life for so many years. A long ways. I still don’t like it...

“This child should be here but her path went another way, to heaven instead of to earth.” I’m sitting here in the cold, hugging my babies...

Yes… it is true. My Little Man is asleep. It would be just plain trivial, if it weren’t so amazing at least to me. He is a baby after...

I have spent a good deal of the last several hours thinking about Jamie-Noel, who would be three today if she had lived longer than the...

We hold joy and sadness in the same hand, almost always I guess. Me Here I sit, typing and erasing, typing and erasing…how do you talk...