FMF: When a Moment Turns into a Story to Tell
I could tell he was having a lot of fun. His little feet ran around, chasing the water squirting up from the ground. I watched from the side under the shade of the tree. My little nephew pulled my mom by the hand to the next mini fountain at the park earlier today. I...
FMF: And Words Fill Another Page
The piles take over. The books stack up. The scrapbooks stay on the shelf, unfinished. The sewing machine waits to feel the love of hands on fabric again. Notebooks sit on the writing table, empty or half-used. Words hang on the edge, ready to be strung together and...
FMF: A New Decade to Begin
I’m not even sure how to begin a post today. I have many thoughts running through my head, too many to capture in five minutes… Today I woke up to a new decade. Today I begin year 30. I wanted to delay this milestone for as long as I could, but birthdays still...