Author: Laurel

I recently posted this status on Facebook:  “Two beautiful young women walked through my front door a little while ago. The blonde one announced that she is now a high school senior. The brunette claims to be a sophomore. They both insist that I am their mother; clearly that is not possible because my girls are still babies and I am only 29!”   It was the last day of school for my girls and they were so excited about advancing to the next grade level in their education.  For me, it was one of those moments where I saw who

“So commit yourselves wholeheartedly to these words of mine. Tie them to your hands and wear them on your forehead as reminders.  Teach them to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and when you are getting up.  Write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates, so that as long as the sky remains above the earth, you and your children may flourish in the land the Lord swore to give your ancestors.” ~ Deuteronomy 11:18-21

Out in my yard today… a very chilly spring day!  Windy, rainy, and 44 degrees.  It’s so cold and gloomy that the tulips are closed for business this morning. New in the yard are some pretty hanging baskets and a planter filled with daisies (my favorite flower), all gifts from my hubby for Mother’s Day.  Aren’t they beautiful? The fruit trees finally bloomed last week and I have a lovely crop of dandelions to deal with once the weather stays nice enough for spraying.  Oregano, spearmint, and chives are all growing like crazy.  Now to plant the vegetables. I’m grateful for…

I have spent every spare minute during the last couple of days looking at schedules and attempting to put together a family calendar of events for the next couple of months.  This has been quite challenging since the end-of-the-school-year events are really piling up!  As I was looking at it all again this morning, I had a flashback of a conversation I had with my husband almost 18 years ago.  It makes me chuckle every time I think of it.  Here’s what happened… I was in the third trimester of my pregnancy with our first child.  David had just come home that evening

Out in my yard today… “Though April showers may come your way, they bring the flowers that bloom in May.  So if it’s raining, have no regrets; it isn’t raining rain you know, it’s raining violets.”  My mom used to sing this song whenever it was a rainy day in April.  I have found myself singing this song almost everyday this month!  And again today, it is raining!  Usually I don’t mind the rain.  I rather enjoy everything greening up.  But I could sure use some more sunshine and blue skies soon. I’m grateful for… this Easter season that culminated in the celebration of