A butterfly dancing at my window as if she is trying to find a way in. Maybe if she could come in and sit on my finger tips, she could elevate me from earthly matters – to where you are.
Round Peg in a Sqaure Hole
I was watching Baby L play with one of those toys where you match the colored shape with the correct cut-out in a bucket. She took the triangle and relentlessly attempted to get in into the square hole. She finally
Pumping Nostaglia
I went into the baby cabinet today to put away bottles which are now occasionally used for water. Sitting there in the front were all my pumping supplies. My stomach dropped and I felt a use sense of nostalgia. Over pumping?
A Post Dedicated to My Mom
Here in the Philadelphia area temperatures have been hitting record lows. Earlier in the winter, my mom had signed up through her church to be a volunteer with a community program giving shelter and meals to homeless people. Now my