Some days I wish certain people lived in my house. Like the time the boys came off the bus with all kinds of questions about sex. Apparently some kid on the bus had been talking on the bus. He had told them all he “knew”. Which left my seven and nine year old with more … Continue reading People I Wished Lived in My House
I’ve been thinking, after last post, about not letting a moment define me. The obvious question is: what should define us, if anything? If we leave that question unanswered something will fill it because obviously we are going to be defined by something or someone. Maybe it’s a role of some kind; spouse, parent, single … Continue reading What Defines Me….
I had my Olympic moment early on in the competition. I have to confess I don’t spend much time watching. I can’t take the drama or intensity. I just like to know we medalled - preferably gold in curling and hockey. Curling is my sport. Hockey is Canada’s sport. It’s gold or go home. (Joking. … Continue reading What I Learned from an Olympic Athlete
We’ve been fighting sickness in our house. Hence no blog so far this week. Having a child home sick means that I’m probably not going to get much done, especially anything that takes concentration. So I did a few things around the house that required almost no thought. One of which was ironing sheets. Before … Continue reading The Cost of Serving: Moving and Grieving
My oldest son is turning eleven in just a very few short days. It crept up on me. Those eleven years. When he was little and I chased him and his brother, all day long, twenty-four hours felt like eleven years. Once he started school, those years felt eleven minutes long! As he’s now becoming … Continue reading Things I’ve Learned from Being a Mom