by Carrie Kuba | Oct 24, 2014 | Moms
She and her Little approach the heavy, engraved door and knock. A faint “come in” compels her to enter. The home is a bustle of giggling girls, chatting moms, the sure-tell signs of festivity. Her Little runs to greet her friends, immersing herself in a...
by Carrie Kuba | Oct 22, 2014 | Uncategorized
My Dear, Like me, you have vinegar in your veins. And you know what? It has served you well and will continue to do so. It’s a gift. Do not let anyone tell you otherwise. A beloved Octogenarian said this to me recently. She has known me since I was five years...
by Carrie Kuba | Oct 8, 2014 | Uncategorized
“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.” ― Fred Rogers I am sure you have heard this quote before. It’s comforting, isn’t it? I find it...
by Carrie Kuba | Sep 17, 2014 | Uncategorized
I sat under its shade. Shoes off. Barefoot amidst the blades of grass. I even whispered to it, thanking it for its shade, acknowledging that we both honor the same Creator. And it whispered back to me, using the wind to carry its voice through the fluttering of its...
by Carrie Kuba | Sep 4, 2014 | Uncategorized
I am sitting in bed with a wretched cough, weak, labored breathing from a chest that feels like it got stuck inside my hair flattening iron. I went to Urgent Care yesterday morning, admittedly hoping that they would find enough wrong with me to warrant a magical...
