Every year, although sometimes belated, I sit down and write a love letter to my daughters for their birthday. This year I have started and stopped on these teens' letters so many times. Teens are hard to capture. They change-- their looks, their problems, their habits, their friends, their interests, their challenges, their moods-- in… Continue reading Mirror
Author: Lori
Sometimes you just need to put it into words. Average mom. Homemaker. Lover of good food. Book worm. Maker of many beautiful mistakes. Here is where I come to write about the ups and downs of my little life.
(And sometimes those words may be filled with grammatical errors and typos. Just as a forewarning. :) )
One word.
"Good." In October, H had her 13th birthday. It's official: we now share a teenager. I have been coming here trying to write her a letter and the thing that breaks my heart is that: I don't know her enough these days to capture the bitter sweetest of her life like living with her siblings.… Continue reading One word.
Let your worry floe
This weekend, the one I've loved the longest, in the middle of the normal business of an average blended weekend here, looked up from her canvas at the kitchen table and asked, "Who do you worry about the most anyway, Mom?" I worry for the world most days, but always a little harder and longer… Continue reading Let your worry floe
Love, Mom 