by viehughes | May 21, 2019 | Childhood, Faith, God, Gratitude, Joy, Kids, Motherhood, Parenting, Prayer, Simple Things, Thankfulness, Time
You didn’t know I held you in the night. You woke up to go potty and called for me. You were so sleepy that once you finished I picked you up and carried you back to your room. You instantly fell asleep on my shoulder as I walked the short distance back to your bed,...
by viehughes | Oct 17, 2018 | Childhood, Faith, God, Kids, Life Lessons, Motherhood, Parenting, Purposeful Living
To my child as you grow up, The clock tells me it’s almost time for your first parent-teacher conference of the year, and I’m eager to hear how you’re doing. I want to know how you’re progressing in math and learn more about your reading assessments. I wonder if you...
by viehughes | Sep 6, 2018 | Childhood, Failure, Faith, Fear, Life Lessons, Motherhood, Parenting, Purpose
Dear Daughter, You stand here finishing the last two bites of an ice cream sandwich, chocolate wafer stuck to your lips, as you lick the remainder off your fingers. You begin to shimmy around the kitchen, the sound of some old time rock and roll music playing from...
by viehughes | Jun 7, 2018 | Childhood, Gratitude, Joy, Kids, Life Lessons, Motherhood, Simple Things, Take Time
“Sure we can do that…after all, it’s a special day.” I glanced to my right via an eye-roll, a grin tugging the corners of my mouth. She glanced my way, knowing what I was thinking. Of course, today is a “special day.” When Ma (my children’s name for my mother) is...
by viehughes | Jun 4, 2018 | Childhood, Gratitude, Joy, Kids, Motherhood, Parenting, Thankfulness
Dear Son, I watch you play, your spirit a mixture of tough little boy, twinkle-in-the-eye mischief, and a heart so big I’m not sure how it fits in your chest. And I smile. You’re an enigma in a lot of ways. Perhaps it’s because, being a girl myself, I’ve never seen...
by viehughes | Jan 20, 2018 | Childhood, Kids, Life Lessons, Motherhood, Parenting, Simple Things, Take Time, Time
The nights are long. When you’re finally home, hospital bracelet still on your wrist, and your sweet infant girl cries all night. When you try everything you know to soothe her and nothing seems to work, and eventually the tears of joy you expected become tears of...
