The most important part of Mother’s Day for me is my children. Not the card. Not the flowers. Not a gift. Certainly not guilting them into cooking, cleaning, or taking me out to eat (although I confess I tried that once or twice ). Mother´s Day is about this unexpected path, a journey I never imagined for myself. Motherhood. My children.
I didn’t have a pocketful of coins to reach for, but this lady didn’t want my money. She wanted groceries. I reached past my what-ifs to find the compassion to look into the her eyes.
I am more aware of the impact of my actions. Isn’t that an important key to finding balance? Awareness.
I don’t want the the trend of broken and eroded to spill into the pool of promises I make to friends, family, and myself. So this is my checklist for personal and friendly promises.
Boneless, skinless chicken breasts can be grilled AND moist. Yep. Grilled AND moist. Here’s how I do it.
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