I used to roll my eyes and smirk when Mom would give me her solicited advice about finding the right person. As a young girl, teen, adult, I was searching for love. I would try to ask her differently each time to see if I could get a more specific answer. But alas, it was …
I peer out the window and observe my two boys building fallen leaf piles and jumping into those leaf piles. My oldest creates a shovel with his hands. He pushes all the leaves back into a mound while my second watches. When the mound is big enough, both boys take a running leap. They jump …
“When will the leaves change colors, mommy?” my inquisitive four year old questions. Because I love the changing of the leaves, he loves the changing of the leaves. I point out different leaves whose colors and shapes interest me, noting the different shades of orange and yellow. Now my two year old, always the collector …
