Aug 30 2011
I wish this were my story. It is only mine to tell because a Godly woman gave me permission. Last June, “Charlotte” had a dream. She dreamed that she was in a house with the husband of her friend, “Mandy”. The house was lavishly furnished, beyond what most people early in marriage can normally afford. …
Aug 29 2011
With pruning shears in my hand, and a sadness in my heart, I headed out into my backyard this morning. My neighbor had decided to tear out his bougainvilleas yesterday. The large plants graced our shared wall and I had already grieved for the loss of the bright pink flowers that always looked so lovely …
Aug 26 2011
I am unsure how I missed it. I must have looked away. Just a few moments ago, I had a small child living in my home and then I blinked and found myself living with a young man. From the moment that my children were born I began to prepare for the day that they …
Aug 19 2011
There has never been a time in my life that I walked up to a corner equipped with a traffic light, pushed the button for the light to change and then wondered, “What will I do if it NEVER changes? What will I do if the little red hand stays there forever?! What if the …
Aug 17 2011
I remember owning a T-shirt in elementary school that was plain. It didn’t say anything on it. It was just a peach colored T-shirt to be worn with shorts on a warm California afternoon. No animals or rainbows, just a light orange shirt with short sleeves. I kinda despised that T-shirt for it’s lack of …
Aug 16 2011
My day was quite ordinary and my evening was a little lonely. My husband is out of town, my sons are busy being busy, and I spent the twilight hours vacuuming the ceiling fans. My O.C.D. united with my A.D.D. and before I knew it I was accidentally doing something productive around my home. {oops…don’t …
Aug 15 2011
I once took my thermometer and rubbed it between my hands until it was hot enough that I could stay home from school. FAKER! Staying home meant freedom from a spelling test and the insanity of long division. I remember being aware that the math sheet would eventually have to be done anyway. But for …
Aug 10 2011
The beach was remarkably beautiful and there was hardly a soul on the sand when we arrived. My son and six of his teenage friends rode in my vehicle to the somewhat secluded beach off Balboa Island, called “The Wedge”. This place is a favorite of young men, because the waves are insane. Like a …
Aug 06 2011
When I was about 10 years old, my bedroom was bright orange and lemon yellow. It was like living in a citrus nightmare. But, in 1975, those bright colors were the hue that defined me. My dad had installed a homemade “cat door” in one of my screen windows so that my cat, Snowball, could …
