Posting while visiting is difficult for me. Maybe it’s because I require a bit of solitude in order for thought processes to fully develop. Maybe it’s because I’m totally absorbed with parties and cookies and busyness and don’t spend much time in thought. Maybe it’s because there are dozens of people using my laptop all [...]
It’s Christmas Eve morning.
Fat flakes of snow are falling. The tree is glowing with lights, glistening with beautiful ornaments, and overflowing with presents.
The stairs are creaking; I’m no longer the only one awake.
One more day.
I love the Lord, because He hears
My voice and my supplications.
Because He has inclined His ear to me,
Therefore I shall call upon Him as long as I live.
The cords of death encompassed me
And the terrors of Seol came upon me;
I found distress and sorros,
Then I called upon te name of the Lord;
“O Lord, I beseech [...]
Aubrey heads to Syracuse again tomorrow for lots of tests. Please continue to pray for a miracle!
Tonight was a church leadership Christmas party here at my parents’ home. We started cranking out food in earnest on Monday night and managed to have a table full of tempting treats for this evening’s guests. It’s a lot of work, but it’s so very much fun.
After everyone had gone home, and it was just [...]
So, whose blog is this, anyway? It's mine, and here are few tidbits about me: My name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley.My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I'm the oldest of 9 kids--and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They're actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I've joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been "leaving-and-cleaving" for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you'll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too--hundreds of them--should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I'm a stay at home mom who is redefining that title--I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil' ol' town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband's encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, "He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,...", and sometimes, that's all a wife needs.
The first of a week-long series on mothering without fear. Encouraging!
GOOD read.
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