Earlier this summer, a six-year-old girl from my son’s class came to visit. She told me what she wants to be when she grows up. (I don’t remember asking that dreaded question. I remember how awkward it was to answer when I was a child!) “I want to be a mermaid who swims with cats,” […]
Category Archives: Children’s Book Moments
I wonder if only children know that it is possible to feel lonely in a big family. One loud family gathering morphs into the next until a loved one says, “Remember when . . . ,” forgetting you weren’t at that particular party. Or, the house is so full of people eating and laughing that no […]
By the grace of God, I am in Vermont today—a place I’ve dreamed of for so long! The home of Tasha Tudor! The setting of Holiday Inn and Baby Boom! A month ago, I simply mentioned to my sister that Vermont was my dream destination. She said she had to travel here on business and invited […]
The last day of February is here, full of buds and birdsong. Before I plunge into the beauty of spring, I want to remember, with a grateful heart, the blessings of January and February. My littlest boy, who prayed for snow, running in the falling flakes and thanking God! The margin of January, waiting to […]
This morning, on my way out the door, I glimpsed a vase of roses on the mantel. When did my husband sneak those inside without me noticing? Deep red and romantic, their message is clear. Before I met that giver of roses, the meaning of flowers wasn’t always so apparent. When I was a teenager, […]
Recently I passed a sign at a nearby recreation center that read: “BALLET BELLY DANCING CLASS!” A tiny remembering part of me lit up inside, whispering, “Maybe you should sign up.” Simultaneously, every other part of me screamed, “Absolutely not! You’d be miserable with embarrassment!” That wee whispering part of me was born the first […]
Dear Jess, When you asked me to send you a picture of “little Carol,” and one afternoon I looked through old photo albums to grant your request, I had no idea you were plotting to give me my own Kirklin/Tudor picture book. (I will treasure it always!) Your generosity, it seems, is limitless! A few […]
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul . . . Emily Dickinson I was struggling with contentment. The city felt crowded, scary, and full of sadness. My husband works hard to provide this lovely old home in a safe neighborhood, but I was having trouble being grateful. As usual, I was […]
It can happen beneath a starry sky, during a prayer of sincere thanks, upon hearing laughter spill from a tiny child, and almost always while watching the sun rise over the ocean: heaven draws near. I’ve been noticing the “thin places” all my life without having a name for them. While reading one of Shauna […]
Have you ever experienced the scent of bluebonnets? I don’t mean holding one to your nose; rather, the aroma that floats on the breeze over a blooming field of blue. Walking through a meadow last weekend, alone with that sweet scent, I cried. It was too much beauty to contain. They were, of course, happy […]
