This week for Women of Faith, we answer the question:"If you could go back in time and tell your teenage self one thing, what would it be?"Get a new hair style? Drop the glasses, whether you can see or not? Yes, people, that is really me. I knew you would love it.On a more serious note: For starters, choosing one thing was very difficult. Ummmm, wow, there were so many things that … [Read more...] about Note to Teenage Self…
My mom is in Heaven, but she was the best mom in the world. Oh, I know, you think your mom is. But you didn't know mine.Charlotte Rose Clevenger was born on May 10, 1938 in the little town of Richwood, WV. She grew up in that mill town and knew Donald Perrine from childhood, as he grew up there also. They fell in love in high school and not only did she graduate, but she forced Donald to … [Read more...] about A Tribute to Mothers
You Might Be A Special Needs Mom If.... So lately I've been thinking about the life of a special needs mom a little more. And well, those thoughts led me to: Jeff Foxworthy's "You Might Be a Redneck." How did that happen? If you are a special needs mom (or even if you aren't), read on: You might be a special needs mom: If you have ever created your own parking space. If you have your … [Read more...] about You Might Be A Special Needs Mom If…
My four year old son received a pack of jelly beans in his morning class at church this past Sunday. Reminded me of the wordless books I used to receive in Sunday School. Enclosed in his jelly bean packet was the following poem:Red is for the blood He gave,Green is for the grass He made,Yellow is for the sun so bright,Orange is for the edge of night,Black is for the sins that were made,White is … [Read more...] about Black is for….
On Monday, my Tristina and I headed off to her afternoon kindergarten class. It's a five minute drive, but she loves the attention of that little drive. The two of us have girl chat and it is usually about whatever topic she desires.This week she chose a whopper of a topic. "So why was Daddy crying when we were watching the video on Saturday?" Now you have to understand that her grandparents … [Read more...] about Hard Questions
Since our sweet baby Tarah has been born, our other children have fought, and I do mean fought, over who gets to sit next to her in the van. Why this means so much to them or why the victory in this battle seems to be so sweet, I don’t think I’ll ever understand. However I choose to handle the matter; someone is not happy. That person is whoever has to sit in the very back … [Read more...] about I’m thinking of a number….