My Sunday Photo
This photo is special to me for a couple of reasons. Â The icon was a Christmas gift from my daughter. Â I suppose it’s meant as a Christmas decoration but I love it too much so I keep it out all year. Â The candle holder is a new one meant to fit the peacock theme...My Sunday Photo: Downtown Knoxville
My daughter and I were hiking on Saturday along the Tennessee River when I snapped this iPhone photo of downtown Knoxville. Â It was one of those pictures that I knew would be good before I even took it. The greenway we were on is about two miles from downtown, and...
Who Doesn’t Love a Good Wedding?
I remember a time when it seemed like we were always going to weddings. Â Next came the baby showers. Â Lately, it seems it’s always funerals. Â It’s the circle of life and all, I realize (and I do love a good funeral, as I may have mentioned a time or two!)....
Spring Fling
For the past several years, starting on the first day of Spring I’ve posted a quotation about the season as my Facebook status. Â I love Spring so much that I needed to celebrate! Â My friends seemed to approve, which encouraged me because who doesn’t like...Check Out That View – Downtown Knoxville
Downtown Knoxville, Tennessee . . . taken looking southwest from the roof of a parking garage right before an afternoon storm. Share this:TweetShare on TumblrMore Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like this:Like...
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Very interesting article, but what strikes me most is the idea that the reason we have kids is to make us happy. I am not saying that my kids don't make me happy, but that's not what my primary motivation for having children was.To me, the opportunity to be a co-creator of unique human beings is the primary reason to have kids. What do YOU think?
Since I share a post yesterday sharing what I DON'T know, today I will tell you what I DO.I wrote this many years ago, and nothing has happened since to change my mind.My basic parenting philosophy for ALL kids, from birth to adulthood can now be boiled down to just this: Love them and make sure that they KNOW you love them.That much, I know I did right.
THINGS I KNOW: Raising Teenagers - Life in Every Limb
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In an uncertain world, there's a certain appeal in believing that there is anything we are sure about, and pride in celebrating and sharing lessons learned and wisdom gained. And I do know a lot of th...
I first wrote this when my boys were 15 and 16. Let's just say that I had no idea then just how terrfying teens could be.Having by the grace of God raised five children to legal adulthood (my baby is 21), I can tell you that I still know very little. I have regrets and things I wish I could go back and do over. But my kids survived, and they still come home.
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The thing about being the mother of three preschoolers is that eventually you will be the mother of three teenagers. You hear a lot about the Terrible Twos, but what about the Terrifying Teens? With t...
This falls into the annoying category of "they grow so fast" posts (spoiler alert: I have MORE), but, y'all, they DO.The "baby" in this story was 19 when I first posted this well over ten years ago, and my actual "baby" is 21 now and spending July in Germany. I've got one grown son in Philadelphia and one in San Francisco. I have no clue where all that time went.
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It's late, and I haven't had time to post anything today, so I thought I'd share something I wrote a long--VERY LONG--time ago (about 15 years ago). [edit: this happened in 1993] The incident I recoun...
I wrote this a long time ago, and I stand by it today. Maybe I am not 100% sure about the secret to a happy life, but I definitely know what it isn't.
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The following is a reprint of a column that appeared in The East Tennessee Catholic in 2002. When I was pregnant with my third child, friends, family, and strangers in the mall all seemed desperate to...
