things I think about when I have time to think

A blogging friend, Mrs B , recently posed this question - Who do we write for? I HAVE to write… I always have... ....it’s like thinking for me… processing something. For a long long time, I didn’t write, ....just little jots here and there in so many notebooks scattered throughout the house, that they followed no real cohesion… the early blurred years of my parenting …   ....taking a few moments here-and-there to write down a thought while a child napped, or I stirred dinnner,  …I kept meaning to collect all the bits and collate them, but the collected fragments are all still in shoe-boxes gathering dust,  …and I’ve probably moved on… a season that has passed. I think during that time , a small part of me was dying... In all the busy-ness of life, ... I just didn' t know it. Then one day, I just sat down at my computer and started a blog – BAM! How awesome it is to put  my millions of thoughts into words , just for ME , but really,

Little girls learn early that  tea and friendship go hand in hand..... I'm reflecting on a wonderful afternoon with 3 very special God-given friends, lots of cups of tea and heart-felt words... God gave me a man to so tenderly love and to hold me, but He also surrounded me with women to live alongside.... raising our children together, sharing our stories , encouraging one another, nurturing...   These simple things, so freely given carry such worth and weight in my life. From girlhood to womanhood, we need tea and friends....