My dearest, sweet Alyssa,
I’ve been watching you. I feel so fortunate that some of life’s circumstances resulted in your becoming a much greater presence in my (and Connor’s) life these past couple of years. I’ve watched you become a beautiful young woman as you (and your sister!) have helped me care for my little man. Continue reading
It was funny. I read the 40th day in my devotional this morning and I thought, ‘how cool? i’ve made it through 40 days. that’s pretty significant, right? yay to the me.’
It’s not that 40 is ever really defined as a significant value, but it is repeated in the Bible a few times, e.g. raining for 40 days and 40 nights, Moses sitting on Mt. Sinai for 40 days and 40 nights; and it’s commonly referred to as the number of times someone has to engage in an activity for it to be a habit … hence that ‘yay to the me.’ comment. Continue reading
Mother’s Day is coming up. It’s actually just a hop, skip and a jump away. I hear it’s being celebrated on May 12. PSA over.
Today, though, is MY mother’s day. Like, my mother. It’s her birthday. And she is *cough*sixty-one*cough*. Darn. It didn’t seem as obvious when I just tried that out loud. I know she will never forgive me for that. But as I stated in a message to her this morning, embrace, accept and celebrate! Age ain’t nothin’ but a number anyway. Continue reading
It’s my birthday.
The first order of business? An admission. I turned 30 today. Oh geez, okay. I’m 33. However, I do appreciate the one friend who texted, “u make 40 look good” and the other who confirmed that I’m actually beginning my 34th year. Yeah, thanks for that.
I was blessed with one sister. Actually, I think if you think in terms of birth order, she was blessed with me. Right? I’m kidding.
Anyway, I always wanted a brother. But even though ‘advanced maternal age’ wasn’t really discussed in the 80’s, I’m pretty sure my mom had already decided she was done after I was born. Continue reading
We had the opportunity to celebrate my dad’s birthday this past Sunday. Because he’s not all ‘don’t talk about my age’ like my mom is, I’ll share that he turned 62. It ain’t nothin’ but a number.