Backstage

Friday night was Northwest Indiana's third annual Listen To Your Mother show and I was backstage... 2,300 miles away at Ivy's ballet recital.

It was surreal. There was a curtain, and lights, and applause, and in so many ways it all felt so right and complete. I knew I was where I was supposed to be.

Love presented a new cast with new stories to a full house. My mom was in the audience and then woke up early the next morning to fly here. She brought me the program and I feel a different kind of proud, I am not sure what it is. I am in awe, and just so thankful it continues on.

We are nearing the close of all twenty-four shows this season (p.s. see us on NBC Nightly News!) and I've already got my heart hoping to set sail a Listen To Your Mother here by the ocean someday, when the time is right.

Today my belly is full of a good Mother's Day. To have all my children and my mom here, I want for absolutely nothing more.

Little Mermaid

We watched the Little Mermaid for the first time together and when it was over 

she put on her mermaid skirt and grabbed her pail

and we walked down to the ocean.

Because we could

because she wants to be a mermaid and a teenager and thinks someday she will be both

and she wishes it was now

so I tell her she can be a mermaid when she closes her eyes,

you can dream you are anything, anyplace

anytime.


I always will.

Sunday School