Her Hands

Her hands pick me up, cradle me No more womb first cry in the world safe in her arms Her hands brush my cheek, soothed my soul Scraped up knees crocodile tears, bandaids, TLC Her hands let me soar, pumping learned Schools in letters, numbers, reading, math Her hands teach, french twist and braids Big…

Let The Light In

I love Christmas lights. I love how they twinkle. I love how they attract the eye.  I love how they remind me that light is more powerful than darkness. Every year My family hops into the car, kids in jimmies and Santa hats with their sweet hands around their mugs of hot cocoa, and we go…

The Look

This past summer my family and I went on a typical family excursion up to the mountains. It was a beautiful, lively summer day, the kids had been great on the car ride up, and the fresh mountain air was invigorating. We got out of the car and began a short walk to an amazingly…