Shining Moments

As she stood at the edge of the mat    I felt as though my heart would stop beating. No, I’m not thinking about Gabby Douglas. No, it was my daughter. Cute and petite in her gymnastics outfit. Curly black hair. I saw in my seat watching her    feeling her emotions   ...

Shining Moments

I quietly tiptoed upstairs and into her bedroom.   This surprise was just too good to hold any longer. I walked over to her bed and lifted the pillow. That’s where surprise after surprise has been hidden over the years.   Not big things. Just little meaningful touches...

Shining Moments

She grew up in a difficult situation. Deprived of love and nurturing, she focused on work. She discovered school was a place where she could excel. The rules were clear. Work hard. Receive applause. One thing led to another and she went to teachers’ college, got her...

Shining Moments

“Are you sisters?” she asked my four year old. “Yes, we are sisters,” I heard my youngest daughter answer. “No, but are you REALLY sisters?” she persisted. Curiosity. Maybe.  I knew what she meant. Biologically speaking. Blood sisters. And then my oldest piped in   ...

Shining Moments

She was so very small when I brought her home from Russia.     Big brown eyes. Beautiful olive colored skin. And a smile that would light up the room. I never ceased to grow weary of looking at her   and constantly whispering, “ Thank you Jesus.”   I knew that she was...