This Girl Who Danced pregnant at Radio City Lives each day As simple gift Aware listening in to God’s breath Her son growing strong since day 1 Is her Hope for tomorrow Her dreams for today He’s always been with her Within her Spirit Lifts her up Unaware he’s her Joy He’s Gods This girl Who Gave birth Thanks God for all Because good Arrives from Everything Now is What we are Given This girl is strong She’s soft Loves With her Soul Is at Peace This life flutters by Her wings a

How far will you walk with me in faith? If I reach out my hand, will you take it— step out on the water and dance? I’m no one to trust,...

So my 7-year-old sat in the bathroom on the toilet with her computer for literally 35 minutes to do nothing but pee. When she finally...

One of the most beautiful things I have ever seen Is Older couples handing hands My parents are my favorite To see Because they are So...

What will we be when we’re no longer three? when we’ve come back to two— the me plus the you. What will we talk of if not of the kid? will we go back to things we long ago did? Or move on to things we often wished we could do? what will we do when we’re once again two? Openpexels - AnnH.

“Neigh!” you say, pointing to the horse on tv. “Neigh!” you say, gesturing to the Great Dane dwarfing lesser dogs in the park. “Baboo,”...

Unexpected news . . . My friends kidney failure A future death sentence Difficult words to hear a somber lonesome tear Half shaved,...

Dad cuts my hair He tells me he still has my soft, golden Hair in a bag from when I was little Dad cuts my hair and I am free To be me His little girl Always a girl, Simple, happy to have A dad Who cuts my hair.

Moon’s white waterfall cascaded onto winter’s wide white seas; hard to say who shone brighter . . . ~ Courtesy The Whimsical...

Mamas, why is diet always an issue???? It's been a few months since I posted about the dreadful "D" word because I thought I might actually have it under control. NOT! In truth, I just plain lost track of all the pasta and calories. After finally trying to squeeze into the last pair of stretch pants and careful observation, I realize this issue is still alive and growing - AT ALARMING RATES!!! And the Holidays are here!!!! AI Image by Freepik.com All I ask for Christmas i

Nothin like being in the middle of a Cracker Barrel and your 5 year old stands up and proceeds to announce to the entire room that her...

- Celebrate life it is gift A child grows to be beautiful for God Humble art it is to trust and believe Wisdom is freedom Walk the path of hope creating joy wonder and excitement To live is to breathe in God’s love Breathing out is giving Him all we have knowing life is Forever…

After a long conversation with your son after his baby sister is born, you finally put your foot down . . . Courtesy Amy “Aloha” Neal

We’re receiving no signal; the Mother-board’s down. Her summertime circuits are fried. No more meals, no more cleaning: you’re all on...

Sourdough is one of my favorite breads. I keep homemade starter so I can bake up a couple of loaves of sourdough bread any time the...

There was something in me that loved to climb; sadly that thing, in the end, settled down; peeking up tree skirts no more fills my time; ...

Just spent the last 15 minutes listening to my little ones arguing with each other about whether or not turtles have ears? I’m kinda...

Yes, we did it!!! It only took us 3 years, but WE’RE BACK!!! And to celebrate, we are sharing the link to view our magazine in full...

If I can believe all the mothers around me when I go to seek their advice, as bad as my kids might act at each age, compared to what’s...

This is a wonderful recipe from Sugar Spice and Spilled Milk . These cookies were taken from a cookbook, which was used from a prize...

So now I’m 65. It has been quite a journey from 62. The biggest change has been changing to independent senior living. Yes, it’s a...

She marches down aisle, gold stick held high, almond eyes crinkled by wide-open grin. She carries God’s light to the world. Courtesy –...

There is a special kind of time called “Mommy Time.” It’s sacred to me, especially as a homeschooling parent to a child with special needs. One of the best parts of my Mommy Time is that it makes Mommy, er… I mean me happy. (Gosh, when does that third-party naming habit end?) The most exciting part is that this activity doesn’t involve motherhood at all! I get to be gloriously a-l–o–n-e. Let Me Explain How This Works: When I take my Mommy Time, this means my child is essentia