Category Archives: Lisa
What does it mean if I can’t tell a joke? I can’t even remember a joke. I only know one joke aficionado who, when he tells a joke, I impatiently wait for the end and try (often unsuccessfully) to NOT … Continue reading
I am more myself in my garden than anywhere else. Its the place I feel most grounded. It is my happy place, my church.
I need to call Mom! I want to be the mom who has kids, that when they mess up, never think “mom’s gonna kill me”. I want their first thought to be “I need to call my mom”. Where did … Continue reading
Where does the time go? So often when I look back at days, weeks, months…or years, it feels like I just put my head down and plowed through my life. Accomplishing tasks. Meeting needs. Moving kids from point A to … Continue reading
In my mind, cooking equals love. The thinking goes this way… If I love you, I take care of you. If I take care of you, I want you to be healthy. If I want you to be healthy, I … Continue reading
I recently read the book “All About Love” and connected with the author, bell hooks, when she said that “Women believe it is a sign of commitment, an expression of love, to endure unkindness or cruelty, to forgive and forget”. … Continue reading
You might think that I have a touch of bi-polar with this one. You see, I definitely have a morning drink and an evening drink…and these two are at the opposite end of the beverage spectrum.
They DO. But…I’m very careful about what I say out loud. There’s a certain power that dreams–shared and spoken aloud–have in my life. A few of my biggies have been completing my master’s degree, adopting my kids, running a marathon. … Continue reading
A gratitude list implies that I have numerous things to be thankful for… Health Family Faith Home Career Education Affluence Friends
When I was a kid, mom decorated my bedroom in pumpkin orange, mustard yellow, and avocado green. (I’m just gonna say it…I hated these colors!) There were lollipops painted in these colors with a ribbon on the sticks that made … Continue reading