A New Way to Give More

A few weeks ago I signed up to be a blogger for Compassion International. It’s this incredibly cool program that began five years ago to enable bloggers to help raise awareness about the impoverished children the world. Assignments of different topics go out once to...

Remembering the Stories

Over breakfast, my daughters and I began discussing when we could put up the Christmas tree. My youngest piped up with excitement in her voice and said “I love remembering the stories of the ornaments!” Immediately, the three of us began listing our...

True Confessions of a Tired Mom

If anyone says motherhood was easy, they are either referring to their pet hamsters or they are heavily medicated. I’ll admit, I used to beat myself up over not getting things done perfectly. After I got over that, I would occasionally beat myself up over not...

Broken Pieces

When my oldest daughter was three, she and I were strolling along the beach in search of shell treasures. It was December, and there didn’t seem to be much in the way of beautiful shells to be found. As we made our way down the steps to the beach, Peyton ran in...

Living With Dirt

I’m not sure why, but keeping a clean house has been a slight obsession of mine for a while. Maybe it’s because, as a homeschooling family and being here during the day, I notice the clutter more. Or, it could be my slightly OCD tendencies kicking in. I found myself...