Reflected Light

My room is bathed in light because of sun reflecting off the snow outside. I need that light today. Reminds me that God's love and grace can rebound off even the sad and cold parts of life that blanket the landscape.


(P.S. - the photo isn't today's snow, but from a years-ago trip to Lake Superior in winter)

Seven Things My Granddaughter Taught Me

Last weekend, we spent some blissful days visiting my son, daughter-in-love, and our sweet granddaughter who is five months old.  Even at such a young age, she demonstrates a lot of wisdom.

Here are a few things I learned from her, some of which I plan to apply to my own life:

1. People are funny. Each time you notice that, squeal with delight.

2. Your smile can be gorgeous even if you have no teeth.

3. When you feel tired, rub your eyes a few times and let someone rock you.

4. When life gets boring on your back, roll over and look at it from your tummy.

5. If you do a Pilates V-sit and grab your toes, you can pull both socks off simultaneously.

6. Sometimes the best toys are just out of reach, but keep trying anyway.

7. Everyone adores you, and that’s just the way it should be.

 Blessings,

Sharon Hinck

Begonia Blossoms

It may be close to zero outdoors, but inside, my begonia plant has two new blossoms!

Mom-casting

I am glued to the Olympics. So much so, that I create my own running commentary. "She caught too much air there. She needs to hold her line. He nailed his quad, but his musicality just isn't up to the other competitor."

My patient hubby shakes his head and says, "You should be a broadcaster."

Which makes me imagine what perspective a "mom-caster" would bring to sports commentary.

What would I say during the half-pipe?

"Jim, I wish he'd tighten that helmet a little more. That's a dangerous drop."

Or short-track speed skating?

"Korea is favored, strong team this year -- OOH, the Australian just cut in front. Where are her manners?"

Figure skating?

"Oh, his lace came untied. I told him a million times to check that before he goes out."

Ski jumping?

"I can't look. Tell me when it's over."

And of course for all the sports, and all who don't medal:

"It's okay, honey. You gave it your best. We'll always love you."

And that's pretty much how I feel about all the Olympians. Thanks for your passion, commitment, and sharing your talents with the world.

Gotta go. Biathlon is about to start and I need to remind the athletes not to point guns at people.

Mom-caster Sharon

www.sharonhinck.com