
This morning it hit me. I mean, really hit me. Today my biggest baby was leaving home. Again. As I grabbed a stack of cereal bowls to set out for breakfast, I cried. As I picked out dresses for the littlest to wear to church, I cried. I tried to reason with myself - compared my fleeting hurt to the enduring heartbreak of others - and I told my heart to shush. But it didn't. It wouldn't. A mom's heart just can't be quieted when it feels the ache of missing its very own. I wanted one last picture of all my babies together. And despite my aching … [Read more...]









I'm a regular mama who happens to have twelve kids - four homegrown, seven from China, one in heaven - and one very busy husband.


























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