It’s been over two weeks since we’ve left home for our trip-two absolutely wonderful weeks that have fulfilled me in ways that I didn’t even expect. There have been incredible sights, delicious food, uninterrupted time with my husband and even late mornings of sleeping in. Then why do I have that familiar pit in my stomach? That same feeling when I went to Girl Scout camp, when I moved away to college and then again when I moved 1200 miles away from my home after I first got married. That feeling I know so well. Homesickness. ...more
Vacation. Spending quality time with family, touring exciting cities, hiking new mountains, and tasting new foods are all images that are conjured up when I think of a vacation. I love just about everything about a vacation: no dishes to clean, no beds to make, no laundry to wash, no time schedule that needs to be adhered to -- and the list could go on and on.
As seen on The Hodge Podge Diaries posted 09/06/13 It's been a while since my last post and I think that Mothers everywhere can relate when I explain my apparent absence is due to the madness that comes with the completion of summer holidays. Can you relate to the feeling?... ...more
It’s early September. Olivia would have been starting her senior year. For the first time since she was a small child, I’m not part of the back to school shopping rituals. Instead, I pass by the rows of school supplies and clothing that all calls to me—the fat pencils for small hands, the trendy clothes for teenage bodies, the bright bedding sets for dorm-bound freshmen. For an instant, I stop in front of a display of lunch boxes on sale. Finally, the perfect thermos for Olivia’s hot Chai to go… And then I remember. What am I doing?...more
And then there is the other side of getting ready for your adult kids to come for an extended visit.....I realize that beginning a blog post with the word "and" as if you were in the middle of an ongoing conversation is very odd. But apparently my post yesterday was actually Part One of a Two Part Series on having your grown-up children come for a stay. Who knew?...more