3 Sisters Stories

When John and I were first married I insisted on a fresh Christmas tree.  I loved the fresh tree smell: being at the tree lot, standing o...

I used to drive a 'bus' (a large van) for a small elementary school. It's a private school and there are a little more than 30...

When I consider the life and death of Christ I have often tried to place myself in the shoes of those surrounding him.  If I had grown up n...

Carter and Mom Carter (practicing his modeling) Carter is my oldest, he’s 7.  My first baby,  my first true love (sorry, hunny).  W...

I firmly believe it is my calling in life to try to perfect the art of shenanigans that my ancestors started. Generations of deception fl...

  I love the boy who’s internal alarm wakes him at 6:00 am everyday of the week regardless of what time his head hit the pillow...

So, I called my sister-in-law, Jenny, the other day to tell her that I had a confession to make, something I had been feeling very guilt...