I’ve been blessed to have so many strong women in my life that have stepped into motherly roles after my mom passed away. I am incredibly blessed by another woman whom my children call “Abuela” (grandma). She came into our lives when I was just going into those wonderfully awkward teen years. But before then, for nearly 6 years, it was dad and us. In those six years, he help mold and shape me into who I am today. He has taught me to be the mom I am today. Dad’s you matter! Continue Reading
Where I share personal stories and some journal style writing.
“When you hear the birds singing in the morning they are singing praises to their creator. They are singing praises to God!”.
I don’t remember who told me this when I was young, but it sunk deep within. I think of this every time I hear their sweet tune greeting the morning. I especially thought of it today. Despite everything. They were still singing. Continue Reading
When we take the time to see the magic in the ordinary moments, we are given the gift of truly seeing our children for who they are.
We were on our way home from a big Christmas celebration. You know the kind. Cold, windy, and long lines but the kids love it, with trolley rides, horse drawn carriages, lighted parade, and fireworks. I mean come on, who wouldn’t love that?!
After a few stops and a quick supper, we decided it was getting late. We dropped into Target for a bathroom break and a few items. I could be in and out in 10 minutes. Did I mention I was heading in there with my 5-year-old? Continue Reading
It’s amazing how time flies. I started my first blog 4 years ago. Throughout the years God has been faithful and brought our family through so much while drawing us closer to him. After one really hard season, I noticed that this verse always comes back to me. Always has a way of “showing up” in my life. So when I decided to share my thoughts and ramblings with you, I couldn’t think of any other name for my corner of the internet world… Counting Joys. Here’s why. Continue Reading
Have you ever tasted honey? I mean straight from that little bear jar? My kids eat it right on bread. Just honey and bread. I’ve been given a spoonful of honey for a cough and almost couldn’t keep it down. It was just SO sweet I could hardly stand it. But I swallowed it. Why? Because it was good for me.
One of my favorite Christmas songs has always been “Mary did you know?” I love Mary’s heart. Her willingness to serve God could have cost her everything. Her family, her fiance, her name, maybe even her life during that period in time. She still said yes. I have to wonder did she really truly know what she was saying yes to? Continue Reading
Every year it’s the same dilemma. What do we get them for Christmas? It seems that we spend so much time and money on Christmas for our kids to pick out one thing to play with and then proceed to play with only that thing… forever. Until I get fed up with all the stuff laying around and decide all toys need to be sold or donated. All of a sudden the kids love whatever I’m tossing out. Continue Reading
I still miss you from time to time. I think about what could’ve and would’ve been. You were only in my life for such a short time but I loved you more then you know. More than I knew. I didn’t know it was possible to love someone you’ve never met. Not until we lost you. Continue Reading
Where do I start? You’ve been on my mind a lot lately. The truth is I’ve started writing this letter a million times. I’ve even thought I had finished it a few times, put it in an envelope and sealed it. Only to later throw it in the trash. I wouldn’t even know an address to send it to. The timing wasn’t right, or so I told myself. When is the right time really?
So here it goes…
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. My palms are sweating. It takes everything in me not to walk out the door. I take a deep breath and send up a little prayer. “Lord please let me know someone.” I swallow hard and take a step forward while scanning the crowd. Trying to act confident. Trying to stay calm. I finally found a familiar friendly face. Someone who was also looking for a seat. As I breathed a sigh of relief I still felt this feeling. I couldn’t help it. It has always been a part of me.