
In with the New
originally written for my “Family Time” Column in Fountain of Life Magazine, Jan/Feb 2016 It seems we are a people who love new beginnings. Turning over a
…those thoughts about life that spin like wheels in my head — and hopefully don’t run me over…

originally written for my “Family Time” Column in Fountain of Life Magazine, Jan/Feb 2016 It seems we are a people who love new beginnings. Turning over a

It was a moment to cherish. There I sat in her living room watching this precious woman, my grandmother-in-law, play her special version of patty-cake

They looked at me like I’d killed their grandma. Or at least stolen their candy. In truth, I’d tried to save them from the machine

For my kids, Easter baskets always came a week early. On Palm Sunday. My mother-in-law sewed adorable outfits, matched them with sweet fancy hats, and

I met him once. Rev. Billy Graham. It was a Monday night. A friend and I were on our way to Art Survey 101, and

He gave a speech. He thanked his teachers. He thanked his dad and me. He thanked the people giving him the award. And then he

She wrapped her presents with her eyes closed. Why we didn’t wait until Dad got home to do it, I couldn’t tell you. It meant

I could write a post, but, today, I think this picture suffices: 15 years later, how you would caption the photo?

My daughter asked it. “Mom, why is there a cloth sign tied around our tree?” Simple. Because I am now officially a tree hugger. See, we
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