My husband and I recently became grandparents. At 41. I really didn’t see that coming down the pike! I suppose technically I’m a “stepgrandma” but that’s quite a mouthful. I’m fine with grandma, or whatever cute little way our grandson says it. The other grandma (on our side of the family) wants to be called Mamaw, so that’s a nice way to never be confused about whom he is talking… Continue Reading
The Emptying Nest
I feel funny writing something “empty nest” related. I mean, I’m not even 40 yet and our youngest just turned three. But, as it often is with blended families, we have the whole gamut here in age ranges: 20, 18, 16, 10 and 3. We’ve had our share of difficulties over the years, some unbelievably hard…the kind that can kill a marriage and rip a family apart. But, by the… Continue Reading
Boys
Originally, I didn’t want to have children. I didn’t want to sacrifice my freedom, I absolutely adored sleep, and I didn’t want to bring another innocent life into this crazy world. God had other plans in store for me, though! I now have five kids…three stepsons – 20, 18 and 16…a daughter, 10 and one boy of my very own, who is almost 3. God is funny like that, really…. Continue Reading
