Category: Call me mom

  • This is the book that was the beginning of the end. Each evening for years and years, Daniel, TG and I would huddle around a book on the couch, taking the adventure together, a chapter at a time. I would read out loud, relishing the warmth of my two little ones cuddled up against me.…

  • The day his wife died, my brother Donnie lost his smile. Well, he lost more than that; with just a glance at his drawn face, it was easy to believe he thought the world held absolutely nothing for him anymore. If it weren't for his children, I think he would have just sat in a corner…

  • A new era began for me today.  At 6:59 this evening, my baby girl turned twenty years old, ushering me out of a twelve year stint in that fun club, "Mother of Teenagers." Now I belong to "Mother of Just Twenty-somethings." I think I'll stop keeping track after this. It makes me feel old. I…

  • When I was growing up, if I stepped one foot in the kitchen, my grandmother would suddenly appear beside me to see what I was doing. It didn't matter if I waited until she was in her bedroom with the door closed playing the piano and belting out "Oh, What a Friend We Have in…

  •   Because of the drought, the University of Texas is turning off their fountains to save water. I'm glad I didn't procrastinate any longer than I did on Daniel's photo shoot. He would have looked funny sitting there in front of a stone dry Littlefield Fountain. Imagine this one without the water shooting up… wouldn't…

  • I have a good excuse for posting my favorite photos of the week today instead of yesterday… I spent yesterday morning on the University of Texas campus, snapping photo after photo of Daniel dressed in his graduation robe and cap in front of the Tower, the Littlefield Fountain, Battle Hall, a row of beautiful old…

  • Before I was fully awake this morning, I started the coffee brewing and switched on the television. Up popped the devastation in Joplin, Missouri – that hospital with blown windows surrounded by mangled vehicles, toothpick trees and piles of rubbish … the videos, the woman's voice praying "Help us, Jesus…" After saying a prayer for all of…

  •   Back then… He was short. He loved Honey Nut Cheerios and Cyclops cookies. He loved building things with Legos. He loved books, making up stories, and playing 'what if…?' He had a wild, wonderful imagination. He could get lost in thought, observing and wondering about the world around him. He loved learning. He was…

  • Last night we heard our middle son's name called, watched as he walked across a stage in his cap, gown and stole, watched him shake hands and receive a piece of paper that essentially read "Congratulations! You did it!" That's why I waited until today to post my Friday Favorite Photo… Congratulations, Daniel!!! We're so…

  • Saturday night, a Texas moon smiling down on me and Tom by my side, I had one of those Aha! moments. I realized I was finally experiencing Austin with all five senses in a way I hadn't yet in the nearly sixteen years we've lived here. I could feel it in the just-cool-enough breeze blowing…