Well, we knew it would happen. I am pressed for time this morning in a most desperate way. We have made two trips to St. Louis this week, two trips up north for school pickup, practices, and rehearsals for the dance recital. Last night as I walked out of the venue where the recital will…
Yesterday I opened the topic of traditions and how we love them and yet mourn when the time has passed to carry them on. In practicality, if your tradition is that you always go to your home of origin on a set time very year, eventually there will be another family (or families) who has…
I believe at one point in my adult life, I grumbled to myself some not so Christmasy thoughts as the calendar filled up for all of our grown and flown children and Christmas as we knew it took a new tangent I was not prepared for. As I recollect, I muttered something about traditions being…