words to start the week…
Fonts — Indie Rock; Hammer Keys — downloadedfrom DaFont.com I’ve been thinking it would be fun to start each week with some words. This week I’m looking forward to being… Read more words to start the week… →
love BIG
“Even when I’m in trouble, you’s still smiling at me,” he says it as he sits in the time out chair. It’s not a sweet sentiment, but the words spit out, little capsules of anger shooting at me. I smile bigger and kiss his cheek, tickle his neck, whisper like I have a secret just for him. “That’s because I love you so much.” His arms are crossed, his mood spiky. So I nuzzle his neck, tickle his ribs. I know this goes against the grain of time out, but… Read more love BIG →
grace
A sock was my undoing. A single sock and it rocketed me straight into a person I don’t want to be. It started brewing when I looked outside and saw… Read more grace →
hard to see the shine (sols)
“Mom, do you have a flashlight I can borrow? I lost my Beyblade in the basement,” Sam called clomping up the basement steps. I handed over my phone and he quickly tap-tap-tapped to the flashlight app. He wiggled the phone, trying to spot the beam in the kitchen where the afternoon sun streamed in. “It’s not working,” he said. “Are you sure? I left the half chopped broccoli and bent down beside him. He wiggled the phone again, attempting to spot the beam. “May I see it?” I asked. “Just… Read more hard to see the shine (sols) →
a life well-lived
I’m reading a book that is making me rethink the ordinary. My ordinary is filled with health and abundance. We leave each morning with kisses and end each day with… Read more a life well-lived →
it’s one of those days…
I sent a text last night that read: Pray for us. It’s getting rough. Can you imagine only knowing tolerance? People endure you, but never encourage. People notice you, but… Read more it’s one of those days… →
mother’s day
It would be easy to write a sweet little Mother’s Day post tonight. After all, I spent it with my mom and grandma, Andy’s mom, and our dads. I spent… Read more mother’s day →
what healing looks like
Growing up, I always imagined protecting my children from the world. I never even consider the possibility that my children could be hurt and scarred and battered. Parents are supposed to shield their children. Some days I feel like I’m a day late and a dollar short. There are those moments when I wish I had a magic wand and I could wave it and *poof* all would be easy. But then I look a little closer. There’s a lot of healing going on around here. To someone who isn’t… Read more what healing looks like →
This makes me happy (sols)
It’s not so much because he greeted me when I pulled into the garage after school today. It’s not so much because he had on his helmet and big plans to skateboard. It’s not even that his plans were altered and a book became more pressing than a skateboard. No. None of that is why my heart overflows from joy well after they are in bed. This makes me happy because his brother brought home the book for him. “I’ve been dying to read this one,” he said. “I know,”… Read more This makes me happy (sols) →
Ruth Ayres Writes 