Monthly Archives: October 2016

Now Is The Time

For years I thought about writing another book

but there was never enough time.

Time or energy.

I started a book set in my beloved Maine but pushed  it aside with the busyness of life.


Waiting for the right time.

But the right time never comes.

Not for me, at least.

So this year I wrote again on my list of New Years Goals

Finish your book.

January, February. March. April.

No forward movement on writing.

But suddenly in May as I was musing on the unfinished manuscript

I realized that if I only had a few days to live

there was things I wanted  my daughters to know.

A legacy, you’d say.  Words that they and scores of mothers and daughters could read.


reminding them of what matters most in a crazy, quickly changing world.

So I sat at my computer and wrote.

And wrote and wrote and wrote.

One letter after another.

Every once in a while I wiped away some tears as I poured out my heart.

This was my chance

to write it down.

The book started quickly- practically wrote itself

And when it was done I felt such a sense of satisfaction.

Yes, now I will go back and finish that partially completed fiction piece

and other books.

But no matter how many book I write in my short lifetime

This one, “Always Remember” will always hold a special place in my life.

Always remember to follow your dreams and do what you were created to do.

Don’t ever forget.

He will help you do it.

In His time. In His way.

Always remember.

“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.”
― H. W. Thoreau



Always Remember

I watched her tending her young son who must have been two or three.

Church service going on up front but my eyes were captivated by his activities.

Dimpled smile. Chubby cheeked darling. Small hands.

My mind wandered back to a few years ago when I too was caring for a toddler.

I used to take a small, plastic container filled with cheerios to church

and one at a time I fed them to my daughter.

She ate them like they were a turkey dinner

knowing she needed to be quiet

so that I’d give her

one  cheerio at a time.

A good Sunday was when she was quiet and followed my gentle reminders.

Most Sundays were good Sundays.

But like the parenting journey

it’s not always good days.

No, there are challenges to face

and issues to deal with.

Lessons to be learned

and troubles to work through.

Through all the ups and downs I’d try to seize those teachable moments


just as quickly as my parenting years began

those younger years had passed.

Today I have a young adult and a teenager.

Still parenting

but in a different way.

So just in case they somehow forget

I wrote some letters.

Sometimes late into the night I would pour over these letters

seeking to share lasting truths

so not only my own daughters but also

Mothers and daughters of any age would be encouraged and inspired.

Teach the children

while they are young so that one day they will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6

Simply written letters

some wet with tears from an overflowing Mother’s heart

From my heart to yours.