Dearest Mark,
Seventeen years ago you became a father.
We were so young and had so much to learn. I’ll never forget the look in your eyes when the nurse placed our first child, a son, in your arms.
You were overwhelmed with emotion. Tears filled those beautiful blue eyes I had grown to love so […] Read more…
This Man
I love Thursdays around here, even though they are really long. We have a home-school co-op that lasts most of the day and then ballet, and we finally arrive home around eight, which happens to be about the same time my sweet husband gets home. Sometimes, on Thursdays, he brings pizza,
and Krispy Kreme.
My kids are […] Read more…
