When they were younger, my children used to create gifts. I still have them scattered about my home office. My favorite part of the creative process back then was hearing them say, "Mom, be surprised when I give you the _____."
I dread the day when my daughter is too cool to give me kisses and my son would rather play basketball with his friends than hang out with his mom. But even when they complain, I'll be forcing the tradition of family days.
To My Darling Children, I hope you don't mind, but your father and I are spending your inheritance. Actually, it doesn't matter if you do mind because we are spending it anyway and we don't need your permission to do so.
My greatest gift to my children this holiday season will be to practice being fully present when I am with them. I will wrap myself in a bow and regularly give them my undivided attention.
When you choose to wear the red flannel shirt instead of the blue sweater, you're expressing yourself. Your mood. Your personality. Your values even. ...
The less obvious face to the work-life balance question is that exploding workloads may serve as convenient excuses for the erosion of quality time that may not have been there in the first place.
This time of the year is one in which we are being showered with spiritual Light. This Light comes as a blessing: to let us see more clearly where we might have something to learn.
When is the last time you really noticed the breeze on your skin, or looked at your child's face and noticed that he or she is changing, growing up...this won't last forever, so enjoy it now!