Some days I want to pack up my family and move to a horse ranch. A ranch at least thirty minutes from the nearest…
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Some events enrich so many people in so many ways, you leave floating. Feet hovering off the ground. Lilting, humming, wishing you could stay…
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It’s the end of the first week of school.
While all vibes and reports are positive, the truth is… we’re exhausted. I am SO glad… -
Sunlight bounced off windshields as I pushed our double stroller through the parking lot, my three girls dangling from my skirt. We were on…
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It’s been a while since I blogged at Segullah, but I am there today. With a story about stories, and a glimpse into my…
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The light is shifting, hitting the front door at a new angle in the morning, washing across the porch from a more southern place….
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Once in a blue moon I bemoan the fact that we don’t have cable. Not often. But the last two weeks I pined for…
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Yesterday, the cousins on my mom’s side met for lunch. We introduced second cousins to second cousins, told stories about Grandma and Grandpa, and…
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Sundays are luxurious, in simple ways.
I see Doug making his way outside to Ali, a blanket and two pillows in hand. I watch from… -
“Let’s ride, brother!” Gordy says, as he hands Spencer a hat and they grab their stick hoses (both named Bud). In sync, they tug…