“Mom, what are we going to do today?” I peer at my blonde-haired girl over the top of my first cup of coffee and smile, “I have no idea.” “Well think of something. I’m bored.” I glance at the clock to confirm it is only 6:30 am and suggest my… Read More →

Curiosities and wide-eyed wonderment always make a grand entrance at the dinner table. Tossed in between reminders to get homework done, recollections of the day and reviewing schedules for the week, my daughters voice intrigue with the Savior we can’t see. As I pass the mashed potatoes and serve up… Read More →

Brave. It is a word that conjures all sorts of emotions. For me, the thought of having to be brave makes my knees knock together. I think I’ve spent most of my life feeling anything other than brave. Terrified does a much better job at describing the way I’ve lived…. Read More →

A long look in the mirror doesn’t always reveal the hidden beauty tucked beneath the surface. Many times, there is an ugly shade of discontent, worry and poor self-image that moms cannot see in their daughters. Self-image defines our actions, words and our relationships with other people. Perhaps a good… Read More →

Do you have your backpack? How about your lunch? Biology book? Water bottle? What time should I pick you up today? Do you have play practice? Speech? Driver’s Ed? It seems some mornings I’m a parrot, throwing out the same questions over and over again to my daughter. She’s a… Read More →