Tag: #adultchildren

  • The Magic of Picking

    The Magic of Picking

    Neither my daughter, nor I put up a Christmas tree this year. For me, it just seemed unnecessary, but with her, I was surprised she didn’t buy one. After the work year she’s had, clearing an area to make room for a tree, wasn’t worth the effort. I saw a commercial that said, “When the…

  • Park Beside Me

    Park Beside Me

    My daughter was in town and surprised me with a visit. She admitted to being nervous about not telling me, but really wanted it to be a surprise and it was! I’d been helping a neighbor with some printing and walking back and forth between houses trying to get the google doc to print correctly,…

  • Chocolate and Hummus

    Chocolate and Hummus

    My daughter is visiting Wednesday and by the time this is published that day will be here. It’s Tuesday morning, but not yet daylight as I sit and type. I woke up thinking about the pile of drafts on this site waiting for the light of day. Sitting here at 6:30 a.m. it seems the…

  • A Life Worth Watching

    A Life Worth Watching

    This video was in my FB memories and I still love it! It exemplifies the relationship between parent and child, on into the child’s adulthood. I learned recently that even though our children may already be adults they are still watching how we live our life. Over the weekend I rearranged the den furniture trying…

  • All Is Calm

    All Is Calm

    I walked into my local bakery to take a break. When working from home you need to take breaks outside of the home. It does wonders for your sanity and the people around you will be thankful. While waiting for my drink, I perused the shelves of merchandise. My eyes fell onto this coffee mug…

  • Believe in Yourself

    I strive to be more like my daughter. She’s been telling me, “You’re my hero”, since the age of five. Today, I still want to be that, but I watch her too, and she’s becoming mine. Doing something new, especially learning a new skill, seems scary at first. I believe it’s important for our children,…

  • It’s Just Beginning

    I put clean sheets on my bed this morning, but not my daughter’s. It’s the little things that reveal our lives are separating. We raise them to be independent, but frown when they’re independent with Momma. Today, I smiled. I’m happy my daughter is 20 years old. My ‘raising her’ days are over, but she’s…