...when your first best friend doesn't live next door.
Momma always told me I was a good girl. She also taught me that parents need to tell their children who they want them to be. I was always the adorable little redhead who could go anywhere because of her impeccable behavior. Momma took pride …
Wow! Shock is probably not the right word. “Surprised by pride” would be a better way to describe what I witnessed last week while on vacation. You never know what you’ll see and hear while having breakfast in a Best Western in Middle America. I …
Are you good? So many people today greet one another like this: “Hey!” “Hi!” “How are you?” “Good; you?” “Good.” I catch myself responding this way and then remembering that it’s incorrect; I’m a bit of a grammar snob. (Not perfect, but snobby.) When we …
I’ve got a terrific Christmas gift idea for the little girls in your life: … a copy of “Good Morning, Daddy!“ The story is about a young princess who gets distracted one morning from visiting with her father, the king. She has great …
Waiting doesn’t come easily. I’d say it’s one of humanity’s greatest weaknesses. No one has to teach us to be impatient, and we practice it from birth. Just ask a new mother about how frustrating it is when her newborn child cries (or screams) to …
I remember Momma telling me when I was in my thirties to “slow down.” At the time I thought she was a little nuts. Didn’t she realize I had a lot to do every day? Didn’t she see I was being the attentive and loving …
The 2016-2017 school year has come to an end! Whether or not you have children, you were one, and the prospect of summer always brings memories of vacation time, get-togethers, and family/friend fun. You may have plans in order already, but check out my suggestions …
Well, it is difficult to believe that the school year is nearly over. In schools everywhere students are excited, a few are sad, and a few don’t even realize summer vacation is as close as it is! For parents, we all know exactly how many …
I don’t know if you’ve ever had the same thought, but in my mind I never imagined I would be an adult in my relationship with Momma. It wasn’t that she didn’t respect me or my abilities, but I was always her “baby girl.” There …
