How long do you keep nostalgic items? I have three baby books, multiple photos boxes, and three art filled portfolio cases for each of my children resting snuggly in my family room closet. Is it considered over-the-top that I have taken the time to organize these items for them? Could be, but I wanted to…… Continue reading Treasure box
If you have grown children, nostalgia has a way of slipping in every now and then, miraculously transporting you back to the days you can barely remember, like the first moment of your child’s life. Remember it – when your baby made its grand entrance amidst the outcries and exclamations? When he/she took a first…… Continue reading Baby, Oh Baby
Thanksgiving Eve, 2018 Night had slipped in so effortlessly; temperatures plummeting, heading to ungodly lows. The wind taunted us from just beyond the glass door; what was it saying? Was it a subtle warning disguised within the confines of a relentless howl; the wind unwilling to take responsibility for its unpredictability, or perhaps a simple…… Continue reading Call of the Wild
It’s a cool December day, but thankfully, the clouds are few and the sun is bright. Long gone are the sweltering days of summer; Christmas 2018 is fast approaching, and with just a few weeks left to prepare, I find myself surprisingly astonished by how quickly another year has passed. It’s that time again…… Continue reading The Gift
Minimize – isn’t that the mantra of our day. We need to minimize the amount of “stuff” we have in our lives. We accumulate material things, filling our homes with things that are completely unnecessary…right? We are shamed for collecting, shamed for connecting to things. I am in complete agreement that buying things you really don’t…… Continue reading Clutter comfort
I pushed the heavy door open, slowly, and a bit reluctantly. The room was somber and devoid of sunlight. I could see my aunt caressing my grandmother’s thin white hand while gently cradling her face with the other. My grandmother appeared strained, tired, absent. I gingerly walked into the room finding my place at her bedside. She…… Continue reading Behind that door
Intermittent rain drops fell, and where winter’s thick white blanket once covered the ground, wilted dull blades of grass withstood the poking and prodding of spastic squirrels searching for buried treasure. The garden beds were littered with discarded and decaying branches. Scattered rusted relics, once supple and green, gathered in and around stubborn skeletal stalks of perennial plants, providing complimentary insulation through the cold winter months. The only…… Continue reading The Messenger
~ “Right time right place” ~ “Meant to be” ~ “Divine intervention”~ “Coincidence” ~ No matter how you slice it…sometimes, things just line up perfectly. My husband and I frequent an eclectic restaurant for breakfast every weekend called “The Friendly Toast,” located in downtown Portsmouth, New Hampshire. It’s our go-to-spot located 30 minutes to our north. It is, by…… Continue reading Breakfast Bond
What if it was me lying in a hospital bed, staring up at a stark white ceiling; unfamiliar sheets and blankets pretending to comfort me, unfamiliar noises interrupting my sparse thoughts, unfamiliar smells taking me farther from home? What if it was me and my thoughts were jumbled, but sometimes they weren’t, and I felt alone and misplaced;…… Continue reading What if it was me?
It’s truly amazing how talented we all are in our own God-given way! From my vantage point, I can see how many people it takes to care for family members in distress. I can see the advantage of recognizing individual gifts and pooling them together in order to provide ailing loved ones with the care…… Continue reading Puzzle pieces
Pretty Mama Cares 