Category: Uncategorized
-
Rugă
Cand ma asez seara tarziu in pat, si o aud in surdina pe Jackie cum ofteaza in somn, nu mai am cuvinte, desi gandurile alearga mai cu viteza.
-
Innocence
I get the best ideas for my book when I’m driving alone, or late at night, after I’ve settled in bed. It’s harder than I thought to streamline and consolidate all my ideas, to narrow it all down. Simple is better. I love structure. This blog has none, no rhyme or reason. But it’s a…
-
November warmth
It is a special season and we are finally wise enough to know it’s a limited time. Kids will grow older, we will allow ourselves to be stolen by others’ needs, wants and expectations. I sure hope we will stand strong, and root our hearts and minds into Eternity. But we can’t plan for others.…
-
-
-
Community
Why do I share such vulnerable thoughts? Because as time passes, and I read back, the raw experiences are most treasured.
-
Recurring unavailability
I had a few snappy replies on the tip of my tongue, to the annoyingly predictable “I’m not available then” answer to a group of friends trying to get together.
-
Good gifts
We follow our heart in showering Jackie with love and attention. It is our prerogative as parents to give good gifts to our children.
-
Începuturi
Cand am venit prima data la întâlnirea cu mame de preșcolari in Iris, eram tare aeriana. Cred ca aveam urechile înfundate un pic, si imi simteam capul mare.
-
Despre înțelepciunea maternă
Bunica avea o vorbă: daca nu îți cauți tu de lucru, îți dă dracu’ de furcă.
-
Humble beginnings, low expectations
We were recently married and it dawned on me that any moment now, we could make a baby. Up until then I hadn’t given it much thought, as we weren’t sexually active before marriage, so the prospect was moot.
-
Jackie turns 5
“When I was little, before I was three, I learned that when someone receives many gifts for her birthday, she opens a gift, then takes a little break, sips a little wine, then she opens another gift… and so on. Then everybody goes home.”