Mommies and Yogurt Bars

So I'm going to mom's house in a few days which is when my next blog will be posted. It's funny after all these years how different I feel about going home. When I was nineteen, it was back to oppressive safety; I was happy to be home and taken care of, but back to being told what to do. When I was thirty I was excited to show off my kids and how much I'd learned -- how independent I was. Now, another decade later, going to my parents' house means my parents need me. I'm filled with worry about their health, their finances, their future. I know in my heart, that the tables have only just begun to turn.



My parents are moving out of their home state this summer to be near my brother. It's comforting to know they will have someone nearby to watch over them. For me, it's just another six hour drive in a different direction. Ten years from now…that's a little hard to think about, but I'm sure that one thing will always stay the same: That feeling I get when I first walk through the door and call, "Mom?" and the few seconds I wait to listen for, "I'm right here!"

My Tasty Treat Find

The new "Jala" brand vanilla and pomegranate frozen yogurt bars are amazing. This is not a paid advertisement. I’m a couponer so I often try new products. They taste like cherry cheesecake, no kidding. And 1 gram of fat! I highly recommend them. I don't recommend trying to show your kids you can still do a back flip in the pool this summer if you're over forty. I'm limping today. Think I tore something.

~Danielle Thorne