A friend of mine once confessed that she felt guilty when she read some of my blog posts. “Guilty about what?” I asked, shocked that this mom whom I admire so much would feel guilty about anything. “Guilty that I’m not doing enough. All I do is be a mom and you homeschool and blogRead the whole post >>
The Devil Went Down to Georgia
I recently had plans to go to weekday Mass. My good intentions were nearly thwarted. First, the natives were restless and I woke up not once, not even twice, but three times in the night. At the break of dawn, I had to drag my exhausted, bedraggled zombie of a self out of bed. ARead the whole post >>