We all seem to have that one surface, or couple surfaces, in our homes that collect items. They aren’t always the convenient surfaces, sometimes they are right in the heart of the home. Have you ever slowed down enough to really look at those surfaces; really look at the items Read more…
2 weeks ago, in a soccer game for her university, the opposing goalie decided my daughter’s right leg needed a hug. Only problem with that action was that my daughter was attacking a scoring opportunity hard (she thinks it’s rugby). Just as she planted her foot to shoot the goalie Read more…
I am a people watcher. As I sit here in the waiting room of VCU’s surgical center I realize that the art of communication is nearly lost. Where once strangers would strike up conversations at the drop of a hat, there is now self centered silence. I watch as the Read more…
I sit here, writing, while Pink is blasting on my daughter’s playlist. My oldest daughter has ice on her broken leg and is working on her homework for anatomy. Her surgery is tomorrow. My youngest is across the room at his Lego desk inventing new worlds. I’m sure he’s planning Read more…