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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Words to Inspire

A friend is going to be a foster parent very soon. She has taken the classes, passed inspections and just waits for the final dots and crosses of the i's and t's. She wants her home to be a haven, a short term or long term haven for kids who need an infusion of hope, love and peace. 

She is working on the final details for her last home visit before her certification and wants to be child ready. So I offered to help. While she worked on a reading nook (with a reading teepee) (next to a soon to be created puppet theater) I worked on the chalk wall. The upper half has the alphabet and 1 - 10, a cork board "create" and random quotes. The lower half is free for children to create.