I did it. Yep. No denying it because I surely blew it. Again. I opened my big mouth when I shouldn’t have and, in the guise of an urgent prayer request, repeated the private need that a dearly loved sister in Christ I’ll call Marnie had confided in me, to someone I was sure would “keep ...
Embracing Our Bulb-ituity
I love spring in the mountains. Especially since my usual habitat is the seasonless flatland of Florida where the only hills we have are speedhumps. On our annual springtime traipse to our remote Smoky Mt cabin this year, I noticed something new. After the last big freeze (we often dip below 32 degrees in April ...
Hearing That Still Small Voice
Last week at this time I was planning a presentation to a mom’s group in a warm-hearted town in Indiana, a “fur piece” (as we died-in-the-seersucker Southerners are known to say) from my home in central Florida. I had tweaked and edited and honed my message from my new book Too Blessed to be ...
Just Over It
Ever have one of those days, when mothering drains you dry? When lil’ Princess Leia has a hysterical meltdown in the candy aisle, or Mama’s boy Roy decides to taste-test his fresh nose pickings during the children’s choir performance. Or drama queen Ilene screams with a vengeance those three heart-shattering words you never, ever, in ...
