the marching

It’s been a minute. 

I’ve been super slack. 

Funny too because I write here all the time in my head. 

It’s time to put fingers to keyboard and get it done.  

Logo Sam & Philonena 2019

This little Ninja girl slipped into our lives full-on exactly two months ago this day.    I posted here with this picture but, forgot to hit publish.  .  .  what was I thinking? 

This little delight is a complete chatterbox.  She has lots to say. . . and wants her momma’s full attention.  

That momma obliges and my heart sings. 

Today I can hear the conversations as her momma tells her that on this very day she should be proud because her family is Marching for Life.  . . for so many years in a row now, they march.    

They march with the old and young of Greenville . . . they march with the man with the big laugh as he leads his group of youth.  They March with all of America in D.C.  

Marching on. . . peacefully.  

Standing up for what is right

and good

and holy.  

for the youngest ones.  . . for the most vulnerable . . . for all life 

they march.

and I’m not going to lie. . . I’m so proud they stand up.  

The fisherman and I have always told them to be better than us.  Do better than us  .  . they are.  . . they do.  

and I’m in awe of them all.  


2020 – 1001 Gifts

1.) forgotten images that take me back

2.) sweetest conversations

3.) when she takes my hand and leads me to another room

4.) great friends

5.) watching them as adults

6.) time with my youngest

7.) baby smiles

8.) soft rain

9.) pixie lights

10.) a shoot tomorrow

11.) clean curtains

12.) work for him

13.) quite mornings

14.) sleeping in just a little

15.) they stand for what they believe in with all they have

16.) four years now . . . thank God!

17.) that smile she has


my son the almost Doctor

Nature does nothing in vain. Therefore, it is imperative for persons to act in accordance with their nature and develop their latent talents, in order to be content and complete.

                                                                                                                    ― Aristotle

I’ve kind of left my blog behind.  I’m gonna be honest though, I write on it all the time in my head.  I miss the words on screen.  I miss the gift counting for real. 

Here’s happy news. 

The philosopher is close to being an almost doctor.  Truth be told: he has wanted this higher education since he realized it was a thing.   He was 12 years old. He has always been a deep thinker, deep reader, searching for more.  I feel like if we didn’t fall into homeschooling, this kid would have been an atheist.  And because we knew little – we would have been okay with that.  But, he isn’t. He is Catholic strong.  He knows his faith. He lives his faith with that brown eyed girl by his side. They both work hard to make it all come true.  My heart grows when I think of it. 


He wants to teach in Catholic colleges to seminarians. . . Ethics and Philosophy. They say the Church is going to hell.  I say, there is hope.  The sons & daughters of the church are rising up.  I see them. I know more of them like him: his brother, his sister, his friends. . . that brown-eyed girl.   The list is long. 

The next thing, at the end of summer he’s off to CUA to study that doctorate.   The first 100 times he said it, I ask him what CUA stood for and he would smile and say, “Catholic University of America, Mom.”  

and I smile big because – I’m his mom. 


He blows us away.



fourth of July with family and friends

warm banana bread I can eat

babies reaching

little love jealous when she see arms full of another little love

my morning snapchats of sweet blue eyes

watermelon turtles

summer breezes

phone calls of friends “just checking in”

happy to see me

aunt and cousins down to visit

kicking off the birthday week with cake

a first-time taste of Brandy.

he reaches out when I walk by




November 1

“Anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.” 
― J.K. RowlingHarry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

I believe this to be true.  It’s getting up the nerve that’s the hardest part. 

Liz as Ginny Weasly

She went as Ginny Weasley last night. 

and the Girl Who Loves Music  . . . 

Kahtryn & Liz Gene and Ginny.jpg tongue and logo

keeps Rock ‘n’ on! 


a night spend with four out of the six

up and coming events

coffee with old friends

early morning Mass with my youngest

good books to read

good school days

cool breezes

pop in visits


When I grow up. . .

When I grow up I want to be one of those people who live in the moment.  One of those people who are not afraid other people will see:  I have dirty dishes in the sink,  nicks in my cabinets and the walls .  . . gee let’s not talk about the walls.

Strawberries in black and whitemy life is messy 


But really . . . It’s all perspective.  

1.) I am thankful my oldest son is home for the summer. And even though it looks like a bomb went off in my house again. . . I’m thankful we have spent the morning talking

2.) I love listening to a soft rain early in the morning – especially when I don’t have to go anywhere. 

3.) Honestly, I just love rainy days. 

4.) I am thankful Kathryn is cleaning the kitchen and I didn’t even ask her to.  My girl is growing up. 

5.) I am thankful that even though my son’s are now smarter then I am, they still think I know what what they talking about. 

6.) I am grateful for loving messages from my much loved Auntie . . . she is such an encouragement to me. 


Have a beautiful day y’all! 


Little Things Thursday



What’s Love got to do with it?

I don’t talk much about my husband here .  He is very private and he doesn’t like me to take his photo. 

Mark cutting wood

But every now and then – I turn my camera on him, and sneak one in. I do this usually when he is working. 


He is always working. 

the lake

The other day  he had a job in the mountains, up at a lake house.  The owners of the house told him, “to bring the family up while he did the job.”  “You could get in a little fishing with your boys.”  the man said. 

 The thing that struck me the most when we went up to this house was not how very beautiful the lake or the house was. It was – how hard my husband works for us. He gives us so much. ~  I already knew this about him, after all, we have been married 22 years.  But, I guess you could say: “it” hit  home with me this day. 

Watching him work – while everyone else played. 

Mark 3

He worked . .


The kids played. 


and when I asked him if he minded that he was working while everyone else had fun. . . .

lake with sun

he said, “No. Why would I mind?  I want you with me, and I want them to have fun. It’s a nice day for me.”  

What’s love got to do with it?   Everything! 


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they want to help me

The best thing about this photography class is:  I’m taking more photos of my older kids.


I have found – They want to help me.

for Kathryn

I don’t care what they say. . .

I know they want to help me.

Kathryn for me


Especially after a “pretty please Kathryn would you do this for your mother.  I promise after this we will get something gooey and chocolate . . . she said . . .

Kthryn on the rock

Sure Mom! I would love to do this simple thing for you. Would you mind if I cleaned my room first, and then I would like to do the dishes in the sink for you. 

Okay . . . not really -She didn’t say any of that. 

 She said “You’ll get me anything I want?” 

Kathryn looking down

“Okay!” I’ll do it. But . . . first,  can I drive the car? 


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real life. . .

Today is my 22 wedding anniversary.  


Has it always been smooth sailing?


Some days I have thought the ship might sink. . .

but, you know what?

I’d marry him all over again in an instant.  He takes my breath away, and I simply believe in him.  

Smooth sailing is for wimps. I have  a real life to live.


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