When I was growing up, I always loved to hear my mom tell the story of how she picked my name. I would happily curl up next to her and listen intently as she told me for the hundredth time, that she had originally picked the name Christina for me, if I was a girl. And she planned to call me Tina. But, and she would make a big show of the word “but,” giving the word a … [Read more...]
Yes, There is a Santa
When I was growing up, Santa Claus played an important part in my family’s Christmas tradition. My parents were really big on the magic of the season, and they went to pretty elaborate lengths to make the holiday extra special for my two sisters and me. This included a personal visit from the big man himself. Each year after the early children’s Christmas Eve service at … [Read more...]
My Empty Nest
Lately everywhere I look I seem to come across an article on the empty nest. I always bookmark these pieces. Our oldest is entering his sophomore year in high school and won’t be leaving home for a few more years. I’ve always assumed that I still had time before our nest started to change. But things happen sooner than you expect. This weekend we packed up the … [Read more...]
Third Time’s the Charm
Lying in bed I feel another contraction. The familiar tightening and release. The same contractions I’ve had for the last four months. The contractions that put me on modified bed rest, didn't allow me to drive, and brought me to the hospital two times in just the last few weeks. I’m hoping this is just another false alarm. I have my bag packed, my Norah Jones CD ready, and … [Read more...]
