From http://www.thefreedictionary.com/enamored en·am·or tr.v. en·am·ored, en·am·or·ing, en·am·ors To inspire with love; captivate I think this world could use more people being enamored with people. You know, to be completely taken, totally blown away by how remarkable someone is. Simply being enchanted by another person. Today I was enamored by Jordan and the way he draws people in and makes them smile. He is constantly being complimented on his manners. Today I was enamored by Stephanie and the way she has learned self-control. She is teaching herself to do the things she doesn’t want to do.… Read more enamored →
Adoption. Faith. Family. These are the topics I feel led to write about this month. It’s pushing me very far beyond my comfort zone. Since I’m sharing pieces of my… Read more us — an introduction →
There are a few things we are born knowing how to do: breathing, blinking, crying, eating. Caring is not one of these things. Humans are not born knowing how to care. We learn to care. It is often a natural part of development, so natural it is easy for us to forget we learn to care. Sometimes kids live hard lives, bouncing from home to home. They survive, but at the same time there are many feelings they don’t know because of all the wrong feelings they do know. For… Read more learning to care →
I love the every day, the again and again of days unfurling into months into seasons into years. The ordinary, nearly insignificant moments that pile together to make a day… Read more mission →
I’m stuck. Really, I can’t believe it. I’m really stuck. I’m supposed to go home tonight. I have all kinds of things to do. Make dinner for a friend.Catch up on… Read more I’m Stuck! →
I woke up to the wind swirling and crashing and creaking and smashing against the house and the trees and the early morning ink sky. It howled and I thought,… Read more the wind whips the world →
6:35 am. Happy wake ups for kids. Three of four are complete. “Mom!” Stephanie pokes her head out of her door. “Are you dressed?” “No, but my valentine’s box is… Read more don’t tell me this in the morning (sols) →
I can’t believe I’m writing this post. You must know this. On the second Christmas Andy and I were married, I gave him a coffee maker. I attached a heartfelt note to the handle. It read: Only for use in the basement. His smile revealed that this was indeed the best gift ever. For over two years he didn’t brew coffee in our home. I detested the smell. Others thought I was awful for placing such a stipulation on a Christmas gift. Andy thought I was wonderful. Sometimes I attempted… Read more coffee →
I promised myself I wouldn’t let exercise be one of the things I let go when we adopted our new son. I promised myself I would give myself permission to… Read more snowy walk →
Ruth Ayres Writes 