Author Sheri Zeck Blog

Lessons from the Laundry Room

I crossed my arms and gazed up at the top shelf. This is silly, I thought. I don’t have time for this. Besides, it'll probably make me sad. But the temptation was too great. That big plastic tote in the basement storage room was calling my name. “Girls, come down here...

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I’ll be the Judge of That!

I clasp my hands together and take a deep breath. Butterflies swirl inside my stomach. You’d think I was the one about to climb onto the balance beam. But I really want Madison to do her best. I know how hard she has worked. I know how many hours she has practiced. I...

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Babies, Blankies and the Comfort of God

Do you remember Charlie Brown’s best friend, Linus? He was that philosophical kid that dragged his security blanket around wherever he went. I used to think he was weird. Then I had kids – and I learned that it’s actually pretty common for little ones to latch onto...

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The Contest

Hi everyone! Thanks for stopping by. Today I'm sharing a story I wrote for Good Old Days Magazine. It's a story that reminds me that sometimes, the most treasured heirlooms are the memories of our family. It was just an ordinary spring day in 1952. Like many times...

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Inside the Mind of a Mom

I remember when I found out I was expecting my first child. I spent the following months reading every book I could find on becoming a mom. There were books about "what to expect" during pregnancy and childbirth. Books that explained how to care for a newborn. I even...

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The Christmas Eve Call that Changed it All

I handed Curt the camera and signaled for the kids. “Alright guys, let’s get a quick picture before you open your presents.” All three girls settled down in front of the fireplace. They knew the drill. We’d had this tradition since they were babies. The night before...

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Mama’s Letter to Santa

Christmas always brings back memories for me. I especially love to reminisce about my years with three little girls. I remember festive dresses and patent leather shoes for Christmas programs. Cute and comfy jammies on Christmas Eve. Heartfelt letters to Santa. One...

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Those Dreaded Christmas Letters

It’s that time of year again. If it hasn't happened yet, it probably will. You'll open your mailbox, pull out the mail, and find a bright red envelope amidst the holiday catalogs and department store flyers. A Christmas card. There might even be a letter inside.  Yes,...

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A Christmas Reminder for all the Young Moms

So here we go. Thanksgiving is over and it's full-speed ahead. As you know, there's much to be done before Christmas. Especially for you "younger" moms. You know who you are. You've got little ones who still believe in the big guy in red. You're crazy busy. You're...

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Cartwheels in the Kitchen and Life as a Christian

I'm half asleep. The 10:00 news is wrapping up and I hear a girl tiptoe into our room. I pretend I'm sleeping. Madison whispers to Curt, “Dad, you know that bar that holds up the shower curtain in our bathroom? Can I hang on that?” At least she asked permission. This...

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