Color, My World

Time After Time

This is me, a few years ago, walking with my daughter and my friend Brittney in downtown Grand Haven to watch fireworks on the 4th of July. Time after time, I look back on pictures of me and think “what in the world was I thinking, going out dressed as I...

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Stay Weird

 I wish I could say that this was a staged photo or that I asked them to look absurd for a photo op.  Truth is, I came downstairs to ask my son, who was working on his drumset, a question and saw my other kids playing video games with their ski googles on.  I...

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Wonder Woman Has Me Wondering…

Wonder Woman got me wondering, what does the word ‘wonder’ actually mean?  I tend to use it more as a saying, such as “that’s wonderful!” or “You are wonderful!”.  And then I wondered, when I think of the new movie Wonder...

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I Keep On Thinking It’s Time To Fly

What is it about Graduation that makes me so sentimental.  I look around at all of the kids graduating and I wonder what they will become.  Where they will end up.  What the world has in store for them.  So many big dreams.  So much uncertainty.  I remember being both...

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On This Mother’s Day

I’m not sure what Mother’s Day is, or what it isn’t.  Everyone has their own idea about what a mother should be and what a mother looks like and how she should act.  There’s the helicopter mom, the soccer mom, the working mom, the stay-at-home...

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A Puppy and a Goldfish

There’s a great line in one of my favorite movies that states “I’d rather be in a corner by myself with a puppy and a goldfish and be happy then be sitting in my house with someone wondering why in the world are they still here”.  Although a...

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And Then I Smiled.

We have all been there.  Racing from one event to another.  Laughing at the chaos that is our life.  Making lists to keep it all straight.  Feeling stressed.  Hoping that we are doing, enough.  Tonight I was hurriedly driving Anna from her soccer game to her choir...

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Paint. By All Means, Paint.

I grew up around paint.  My mom owned a ceramic shop and we would have paint sitting on the counters in our house everywhere we looked. My mom would sit for hours in the evening painting intricate details on ceramic pieces, like eyes on figurines and laces on shoes. ...

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Falling. And is it so bad after all?

We don’t like the word ‘fall’.  It scares us. We fall off a cliff.  We fall for a get-rich-quick scheme.  We trip and fall and hurt ourselves.  “Did she fall for it?”  is a line laughed about at many bars. The season Fall is a time of...

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