Graces of God
This messy, crazy, world has been more good to me than bad. I have a fabulous, good looking husband who loves his kids and me and his job and all thing “boy.”
Add that to our three wild, crazy-haired, blue-eyed girl-children that bring glitter and Barbies and bugs into our home at alarming rates.
By trade, I’m an educator. I am blessed beyond belief to work at a Catholic grade school in my hometown of Kansas City, MO as an assistant principal. There’s no doubt God dropped me there, but that’s another story. By passion, I’m a writer. I always have been. Stories constantly played in my head…stories with little brown-haired girls with big families and lots to prove. I’d pluck these stories out on my sister’s Brother Word Processor and proudly print and share to anyone willing to read.
My parents surrounded me with an the best example of human love that can be found…it’s almost gross. Aren’t they cute??
Luck of the birth lottery won me five older siblings who’ve given me a slew of nieces and nephews. Here I am with the crew circa 1991 and a couple of their sweethearts. I’m the girl wearing socks with sandals.
I’m surrounded by love. By God’s love. Life isn’t always peaches. There are tears and fears and frustrations and fights. But me, what I’m about, is the graces in my life. This is what makes me up. As a mom, a wife, and a child of God.