well, technically since I don’t like running, anything (but that really isn’t the point of this post) I have been struggling a lot with whether or not to post anything specific about my emotions this weekend. Atlanta was a great distraction & I will say I am overwhelmed with gratitude that I get to be the… Continue reading you can’t outrun….
So, you may already be aware, this year has been my introduction to competitive marching band. As my children were never into competitive sports, I was completely unprepared for the commitment required by both my man child & myself. As I entered this brave new world, I was introduced to a lot of parents that… Continue reading Band mom
525,600 minutes How do you measure, measure a year? In daylight, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee In inches, in miles, in laughter and strife. In 525,600 minutes, how do you measure a year in the life In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried In bridges he burned, or… Continue reading 525,600