A Spring of Joy

Last night I held my kids a whole lot tighter before they went to bed. As I snuggled with Bear, I thought about how he climbs into bed with us every so often afraid of the monster in the shadows of his room. He’s had a lot of fear for a 3-year old… recurring nightmares…

“In my South, you don’t have to be rich to live a rich life. In my South, you don’t need much to have it all. My South is My Heart.” I read these words by Charlie Geer today, and it made me stop and think about how rich I really am–about how much I have…

Yes, it’s that time of year again when we pack up the kids and head down the road to watch the Fireman’s Parade and the Tractor Parade on Friday and Saturday nights. The streets are lined with chairs and local color is everywhere. Asher remembered the barrage of candy from last year, so he was…

It’s been a sad day in our home today. We said good-bye to our kitties of 10 years. My heart ached so badly as I watched each of my boys hug Miles and Meelah and say their goodbyes. Audrey, of course, had no clue what was going on. She was just happy to scream at…