Stories embedded into my heart are my favorites like. Although I came across this book in 2009, I still recall the richness of the words and the endurance of the character. Is a new books to add to this favorite list of powerful stories. I have read it five times trying to comb.

Earlier this week, my friend Kevin shared this link on Facebook. Inspired by Secret Coders, Remembering and Relearning Myself.

Congratulations to everyone who completed the challenge. My first slice, I was nervous. I might just be back to blog about my Thailand trip this summer. My heart goes out to them as they cope.

Blogging my way through the year. How this month makes me better. this year I focus on the writer.

They are 6 years old today! The twins are 6! I remember the day they walked into my classroom. 2 years old, one crying for Mom, the other dumping the bin full of dinosaurs with a determined smile I would get to know well. I had the pleasure of getting acquainted with both during ESY two years ago, and again last year. A negative sees a positive, and it must attack.

As a grown woman, one of the things that I treasure most in life is the friendship of my girlfriends. I am still close with my childhood girlfriends. These are the girls who knew me before puberty. They vacationed with my family. They had crushes on my brother. We knew each other before we had ever kissed a boy or had experienced peer pressure.

There is something about trekking and climbing mountains that I have always had trouble putting into words. It is hard to understand what there is to love about walking day in and day out, going up only to go down and going down only to go back up. Stopping to do the bare minimum to survive. What makes it worth the risk? Because there are plenty of risks. 8220;Pizza in the morning,.