Family, together, doing what families do. I love the beautiful simplicity of family. This family laughs a lot. Really, a whole lot. And they play. They play hard. Somehow, a spontaneous football game broke out in the middle of our session. This Mama of three rambunctious boys certainly held her own. I also took notes–these...
For a time, writing took the back seat. Or, more accurately, if life were a train, with cars numbering far more than my attention span can count, writing was the final car. Each car, labeled carefully, “Family”, “Charlie”, “Chanelle”, “Meadow”, “Chad”, “Home”, “Business”, “Photography”, “48 Hours Mystery”. . . well, you get the point. ....
I’m a terrible small talker. Like, really, really terrible. If I walk into a situation where a small group of people might be standing and chatting, my palms become sweaty and my heart begins to beat like it used to after I finished my leg of the 4×800 relay. (And my relay team was really...
When I flash to memories of my Mom she is, most often, in one of two places. In a large portion of my memories, my Mom is sitting on a stool at our counter. She might have a newspaper in front of her, turned to the page with the crossword–the main reason we actually subscribed to...
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My boys can’t pass a ball that doesn’t get thrown around! This is one reason I can’t take them to a sporting goods store!! Thank you for doing a great job!!
I enjoyed your lively crew, Amy. I loved meeting your beautiful family full of heart. 🙂