They teach; they mother. They do it every day, without fail. They take our children, making them their own for the day.
Wade In, Run In, Jump In. It’s Your Life. It’s Waiting.
I hope she remembers that her mom didn't mind rolling her pants up and taking her in the water. Ever. Her mom helped her lead her inherently independent life.
Dancing In Brown Sugar
I keep coming back to these tiny feet that belong to a girl who is going through the “terrible twos.”
You Are Amazing, My Dear
“I hope by the time I’m your age I have found my confidence.”
Watching for the Beauty of Change
We watch for the change, but it still sneaks up on us.
Learning To Let It Be
Sometimes, we just need to let things fall as they will and simply let it be.
The Simple “I Love You” Carried In Your Heart
Each day, I write my kindergartener a simple, short note and put it in his lunch box.
A New Year: The Stages of Snow and Struggle
In this past year, I’ve come to see hardship in the same way I’ve seen snow. We fall, struggle, mix with the earthiest parts of ourselves, and melt into puddles of who we are or who we once were.
I Am One Mother, Reaching for the Sun
A poem by Kara Lawler.
The Importance of This
This (not my to-do list) is all that matters, I thought, on this beautiful morning.
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