Category Archives: Motherhood

I was standing at a festival in Atlanta Sunday. A woman from St. Simon Island, Ga. was selling these wonderful wooden blocks fit for hanging. I wanted one for my back patio, to hang by the door. I spotted one that … Continue reading →

When I was young and a rebel giving my mother hell, she used to say, “When children are little they are on your apron strings; when they get older they are on your heart strings.” Her sentiments went over my … Continue reading →