Grrr. GGggHhhMmm. The low rumbling sounds are unmistakable, a tantrum is about to erupt. A full blown toddler tantrum of tears and stamped feet, a whirling dervish sweeping through the house. I have to stop it at all cost. My youngest and I are in the kitchen as a gloomy rainy falls. I’m sipping tea and surfing Facebook, she’s finished her breakfast and is too … Continue reading …mothering mistakes
I get lost looking into his eyes, dark pools of mystery. I imagine all he sees in his life and the lessons he could teach me. I am fascinated my his nimble hands and the strength they contain. I wish I could run my fingers through his grey hair, and rub his brow, soothing his tense spirit. I stand in the shadows, watching him eat … Continue reading We are all God’s creatures….