If I was Magic

Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Last winter our then five-year-old daughter was charged with writing a story.  She wanted to write a story about what would happen if she was magic.  When probed, what she meant was that she wanted to write a story about what it would mean if she possessed magic powers.  So, we pulled up two chairs and spent the afternoon writing.  She would ask how to spell every word and placed a finger down to mark the space between each and every letter. We spoke of the climax of a story, perhaps a question to re-direct the trajectory.  She simply stated, "But, I am not magic."  "So what can you be, if you are not magic?" I posed.  The remainder of the story unfolded from there.

Since then, our daughter re-illustrated her story to be a coloring book of sorts.  We are calling it a colorable story.  If I was Magic speaks volumes to the message that we want for all children and truly, for all mankind.  The simple lesson has been a blessing to our family and we hope to yours as well.

If I was Magic is a story that our daughter and our family would so love for you to have on your bookshelf. We self-published a limited number of copies that are available here.

Click the cover image below for a sneak peek.

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Playhouse.

Last spring we embarked on a little playhouse for the backyard.  We envisioned a place where the kids could play, create, and pretend.  It also needed to be big enough for the whole family to camp.  It took us most of the summer, but we finished in time for fall photos and winter play. 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Wonder.

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Girl, you are a wonder.  Can I leave it at that?  So simple and true.  I think I will leave it there.  Girl, you are a wonder.

Day 22 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.

Fly.

You, fly, buzzing in my ear.  I hear you.  I see you.  I guess I just don't care.  Reminding me that this season has a handful of things that I just can't care about, even if they bug me.  Sorry, fly.  Not sorry, fly.

Day 21 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.

Anything.

Her bones wail in their longing for rest, yet they move and move and move some more.  They would do anything for them.

Day 20 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.

Dragon Eyes.

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Those dragon eyes watch over the unkempt garden.  A watch dog of sorts.  Just wish you'd pull the weeds.

Day 19 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.

Smoker Laugh.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Intentional time.  Something so hard to come by in a full, full season.  She holds my hand while we order t-shirts, she pulls me through parking lots feeling my sense of urgency--not the ugly sense, but the wild, fun sense--, and she sees all those details.  She leans over and asks, "Is that like a fun house funny mirror?" pointing to the curved, shiny metal on the back of the espresso machine.  Yes, my darling, it is sticking my tongue out knowing it will make her laugh her smoker woman laugh.  Intentional time and that laugh.

Day 18 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.
 

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