My baby girl has been keeping me up during some very low times lately.  No matter how sad I'm feeling, one look at her smile and it warms me back up.  She reminds me that there can always be happiness even when it doesn't seem possible. She reminds me that I am needed and important.  She needs me to feed her, change her, comfort her and sometimes just smile at her.  She reminds me that dreams really can come true and that we need to be thankful when they do. Don't get m...

I recently found out that a dear family friend has only a couple of months to live.  She has cancer and there is nothing that can be done.  I was told she is taking it better than anyone else.  She has been in so much pain for so long now that I think an end, any end to the pain is now welcome. Now I have to figure out what is best to do and say.  I want to go visit her and cry and tell her how horrible I feel but I think that would be selfish.  I think I need to find...

My sister and I are only 22 months apart in age.  This has been cause for periods of extreme closeness and periods of conflict.  We are very different in personality but very much alike when it comes to important stuff. We grew up in a very small town and shared a lot of friends.  People who knew us well didn't see us as looking much alike but strangers would ask if we were twins (still do).  We experienced jealousy about the other on occasion, at least on my part.  I...

Brad's article about intelligence and wisdom really got me thinking about people who I think are wise and those who aren't. I believe that you can't be wise without being empathetic. Some people are naturally empathetic. Most have to learn through experience. Some never do. If you are totally self involved, you are neither empathetic nor wise. I don't believe in the old "with age comes wisdom" addage. It isn't a given because some get through life by sticking their heads in the sand ...

If you are reading this in hopes it is about sex, sorry. Move along. I was pondering today about the different people in my life I feel love toward and whether or not I express it properly to them. I tell my husband and kids constantly that I love them. I use loving nicknames like honey, sweetie, etc to express my affection. I am certain they know they are loved. I never end a conversation with my mom without saying "I love you". Actually, we have gotten into the habit where she sa...

My youngest little guy is 3. He has the sweetest little face. One that makes you want to just smooch him up. He has an adorable voice and can make the most pathetic sad face you have ever seen. He can melt me in an instant with a hug, kiss or "I love you mommy". But boy can he be a stinker! I think my first child spoiled me. He rarely ever climbed on anything. He rarely ever broke anything. This one climbs and destroys constantly! Two minutes in the bathroom and I return to find t...