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Inspiration from the Heart

heart pool

A child's question sparks inspiration for a poem.
My young son asked, “Momma, who do you love more? Me or Nicki?” I had to think. I knew the stock answer was, “I love you both the same,” but I didn’t. I loved some qualities about him that she didn’t have and she had some lovable qualities that I didn’t see in him.

Memories of August

children at play
Fotolia Stock Photo: Children Playing

Creeks and wooded walkways had all been explored. Forts were built and dismantled; some were rebuilt and some were abandoned. The days were hot, too hot for outdoor play, and so after supper we all went out into the dusk to reconnect our friendships with backyard (and front-yard) games.

More Time

family time

For just a moment, I wished the nostalgic wish that crosses every mother's mind from time to time. I wished that I could go back in time and hear the youthful voices of my children and their friends one more time.



Bailey: Letting Go

Bailey

It is very hard to let go after eight years of loving someone. I never thought of a dog having a stroke, but Bailey was always full of surprises.



Why Pro-life is NOT Pro Life

Unborn

A miscarriage left me with the understanding that abortion would never be a good choice for me. Even so, I believe the decision to end a pregnancy or carry it to term—yes or no—belongs solely to the woman it concerns and to nobody else.



WWII Story: Enemies or Victims?

bombed building in Germany

While it is important to remember the horror of the concentration camps and the atrocities Hitler perpetrated upon the world, war is horrible from every vantage point. I know it's hard to feel sympathy for the Nazis, but this story has helped me remember that not all Germans were Nazis. Many were just victims of their times in the same way that many refugees are today.

Freedom from Religion:
The Light at the End of the Tunnel

light at the end of the tunnel

Atheism isn't a choice. It's a realization and once I fully understood that realization, my lack of belief became a cause for celebration. Atheists are often portrayed as doubting, unhappy people, but actually losing religion is a joyous thing, the real light at the end of the tunnel.

Mañana: 14 Years of Beautiful Tomorrow

The snow had just started falling and it was the first time I had ever driven in snow. The party was at a house rented by several young men. One of them owned a female dog that was half Golden Lab and half German Shepherd. Another had a male dog that was half Doberman and half Greyhound. The two dogs got together and ended up with a family of 7 puppies. The boys managed to find a home for 6 of them, but there was one left over.

Cartwheels in the Parking Lot

cartwheel

My kids were three years apart. On the day my youngest started pre-school, it was the first time in six years that I had a few hours completely to myself.

Cabbage Patch Kid

The year Cabbage Patch Kids came out, it was the only thing my daughter wanted for Christmas. Her Christmas wish was my only experience in Black Friday shopping. We fought the crowds and looked everywhere for one and everywhere was sold out.