He’s not speaking my language

I shared a few days ago about how music is life for me.  It’s a NEED for me, and when I’m music-deprived, we all know it. My husband, on the other hand, isn’t musical at all.  He can tune the radio and that’s about it.  He tried to learn to...

If I said I love music, I’d be lying

If I said I love music, I’d be lying. I don’t LOVE music. I live music – it is the language of my very soul. My heart aches without it, and my heart sometimes aches at the sound of it, too. I NEED music. Silly, maybe, to someone who doesn’t....

I’m not an overprotective mom, but…

My just-turned-13-yr-old daughter is going back with her grandparents to their house in New Mexico for just shy of 2 weeks. This is the first of a tradition they want to establish, where the grandkiddo, after they turn 13, gets to go spend 2 weeks with them in the...

Wordless Wednesday – He’s got my heart

This little heart was given to me by MrCutie yesterday before he left for school. It’s made out of the hooks from his new gloves (you know the parts that they use to hang them on the racks in the store, the parts we usually throw away….). Such a...