Deepest of Loves

A mother’s heart is a patchwork of love.  – Author Unknown

Deepest of LovesDeepest of Loves


Happy Mother’s Day

A mother’s heart will overflow

With love for all

Upon rest and woe.

With her heart

She loves each little one,

And finds joy,

In each race won.

Her heart does love

The good and bad,

For even when they make her sad,

She finds a reason to stay above,

And goes not mad.

Each day that passes,

Her heart beats faster.

For at times,

The sorrow and frustration

Are very deep and seem

To lack salvation.

But, those little ones grow

With great intentions.

The chaos ensues

And her heart,

With joy,

Responds to each alteration.

And before she realizes

The days of complication

Have passed on to hours of contemplation,

For now she must recognize

That the hours are hers to characterize.

The sacrifice of love

She left behind,

To raise the little ones

Who now have grown

And left her on her own,

To be

More than a heart that bleeds.

 copyright Robyn Graham

Bleeding Heart

Bleeding Heart

Happy Mother’s Day to all of the women in my life who have served as a mother figure, who have inspired me, who have encouraged me, who have supported me, and who have helped me become the woman I am today.  I appreciate your sacrifices of love, of time and of self, for me, as well as, for all people in your lives.


A Blessing Within

“Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy and complaining about the shadow over my feet, I’d have cherished every minute of it and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was to be my only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.”  ~Erma Bombeck, “If I Had My Life to Live Over”

“I usually claim that pregnant women should not read books about pregnancy and birth.  Their time is too precious.  They should, rather, watch the moon and sing to their baby in the womb.”  ~Michel Odent

“There is such a special sweetness in being able to participate in creation.”  ~Pamela S. Nadav

Jewelry by SB Collections

Jewelry by SB Collections

Jewelry by SB Collections

Jewelry by SB Collections

A Mother's Contemplation

A Mother’s Contemplation

The Joy of Motherhood

The Joy of Motherhood

Admiration of the Miracle Within

Admiration of the Miracle Within

The Gift of Motherhood

The Gift of Motherhood

Something Happens…

when you love a child.

I don’t remember who said this, but there really are places in the heart you don’t even know exist until you love a child. – Anne Lamott

Our Baby is Five

Our baby is 5 years old today!  Even as blessed as we feel about having her in our lives, I have a confession to make.  When we first found out I was pregnant with Gracie we were in shock, me especially.  Sam had just learned how to tie his shoes, we could travel without a diaper bag, or stroller, life was good, and we were running a man to man defense.  I was starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel of toddler hood, and thinking about the possibility of going back to work part-time.  And then, on our 10th wedding anniversary, with a 7 year old and 5 year old, we found out that I was pregnant.  This wasn’t what we’d planned and we were overwhelmed.  I cried for a couple of weeks.  When I went to the doctor and they placed a huge red AMA* on my chart and read me the list of risk factors associated with pregnancies in women over 35 as though I had committed a serious crime, I began to panic.  I wondered how in the world I would manage this new test of patience, sleep deprivation, etc. with the closest family being 1,000 miles away.  I was being selfish and silly but I didn’t realize that until further into the pregnancy.  This simply wasn’t in my plans and the surprise threw me for a bit.  And then, after much thought and prayer, I realized what a blessing had been bestowed on us and I began to embrace the pregnancy and the thought of the additional love within our family unit.  Once Gracie arrived, there were no more negative thoughts, just awe and wonder and thankfulness.  We, as a family, are thankful each day for this little bundle of personality, sassiness, silliness, attitude, beauty, and love that we were so graciously blessed with 5 years ago.

I mentioned the word blessing a couple of times in the above paragraph.  The name Grace means blessing.  This name was given to our daughter because that is what she was to our family, a blessing.  We like to think, that after my father passed away after an 8 month battle with esophageal cancer, he got to heaven and told God that I needed a daughter for the years to come.  He requested a blessing for us that we didn’t know we needed.

To celebrate Gracie’s birthday my mother, sister, nieces, and I took Gracie to NYC to visit the “American Girl” Doll Store. We had a very fun lunch at “Ellen’s Stardust Diner” at 51st and Broadway.

Trumbls, our waiter at “Ellen’s Stardust Diner” is an aspiring actor. Here he is singing to Gracie. To learn more about “Ellen’s Stardust Diner” and their support of aspiring actors, actresses and musicians, visit:

Gracie and her look-alike “American Girl” doll. She had such a special day! If you haven’t already done so, visiting the store is a worthwhile trip for mom’s and daughters. To schedule lunch, dinner, or tea you can visit the “American Girl” store website at: There are stores in several major cities.

Birthday breakfast. Gracie decided to sway from the traditional birthday breakfast of Great Grandma’s Kuchen recipe and have pancakes this morning.  She’s a girl who knows what she wants, even when she has a summer cold and an ear infection.

Attempt number two…..


For You….Mom and Liz

My mother and sister, and her daughters came to visit this week.  I haven’t laughed so much in months and enjoyed absolutely every moment of the time we had together.  Despite the loads and loads of laundry and the stacks and stacks of dishes, I am missing them tonight.  It feels almost like a homesick Sunday evening…ever have that feeling?


Miss you Mom, Liz and girls!

Happy Mother’s Day

A few quotes to celebrate all of the amazing women in my life who have inspired me as mothers. 

“A suburban mother’s role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after.”  – Peter De Vries

“I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me.  They have clung to me all my life.”  – Abraham Lincoln

“Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together.”  – Pearl S. Buck

“All women become like their mothers.  That is their tragedy.  No man does.  That’s his.”   – Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895

“A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”  – Washington Irving



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