by Abigail Alleman | Sep 8, 2014 | #MyStory, #TellHisStory, Hope, Mothers
I wrote this post as a part of the on-going sharing of my story. Especially, today, I share about the way my mama speaks to me from Heaven as I mother. In the memories, as I am present with them, I see them in a whole new way this side of motherhood.Today I wrote with...
by Abigail Alleman | Sep 2, 2014 | #MyStory, #TellHisStory, Faith, Living for Him, Mothers
I almost didn’t live past the age of four.One sunny day I was coloring pictures at the kitchen table with my twin sister. I am not sure if I had learned to stay in the lines yet, but I am sure of what happened next. The lollipop popped right off the stick and...
by Abigail Alleman | Feb 22, 2013 | Beauty, Family, Heritage, Mothers, The Journey, Writing
Go :: I can still remember that morning that she taught me how to make my bed with ‘hospital corners.’ In the neat tuck in of a sheet that hundreds of times her beloved hands did in those years of nursing at a busy city hospital. I don’t know why it is one of...
by Abigail Alleman | Feb 5, 2013 | Faith, Heaven, Home, Hope, Mothers, The Journey
Last night, as I was about to sing to my daughter before bed, she said “Did Mommy’s mommy go up into Heaven?” At first I thought she was talking about Jesus going up into Heaven as that is what my husband was reading to her from the Jesus Bible Storybook before...
by Abigail Alleman | Jan 4, 2013 | Faith, Living for Him, Mothers, The Journey, Writing
Opportunity is a word to unpack. At first read my mind reels to all of the opportunities to be useful, to jump into life in this new country, to be that everything kind of Superwoman. It sort of leaves me harried, and performing and a little stressed to look at...
by Abigail Alleman | Nov 2, 2012 | Faith, Family, Home, Hope, Mothers, Writing
and these roots have a strange and marvelous way of finding us as we wind our way through our days, through this life, this world, on our way home. I love the image of roots…it has meant more to me than ever these 10+ years since my Mama’s homegoing. There are...