It’s been a while since I’ve written but I haven’t stopped thinking. I write all the time– in my mind. This week I have had increasingly more thoughts about my mom– not just because Mother’s Day is approaching. The week has been marked with several events that have prompted a convergence of thoughts. In my mind, the […]Read more "What Was She Thinking?"
How you react to what life brings on is more important than what happens. Right? I’ve had about a week to reflect on the premature end of life with our student from Japan. She moved on to her third host family. Ideally, you only have one American family. I have been quiet for months as […]Read more "Better or Bitter"
When my daughter was born, new policies were imparted to enable women to take six weeks of maternity leave. It may have been more like 12 weeks, I can’t recall the exact terms. I only recall our situation– my spouse was self-employed, I was our provider of health insurance, leave was paid in reduced wages, insurance coverage […]Read more "Twas the day before Easter"
Tonight my daughters sat on the bedroom floor having a heart to heart. They came together on their own accord so it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. This image is an answer to a prayer I stopped praying years ago. Through this one unexpected addition to our family, our house […]Read more "Returning to a family"
Many kids in America returned to school yesterday after Christmas break. I was thinking of them on my way home from school and felt prompted to write a post to petition for prayers. During break many kids have been subjected to abuse or exposure to an environment of triggers without the sanctuary of their school. The stress […]Read more "Repair the Breach"
January 5, 1925 It would have been my father’s 90th birthday. He passed away in 1977 after a year-long battle with cancer. I was nine years old when he died. I’m not writing to commemorate his legacy today; I’ve done this before. Other random blog posts have revealed I haven’t many memories of my father. […]Read more "Death, where is your sting?"
My daughter and I were very close. We had a healthy balance of closeness while maintaining parental reverence. We didn’t need a book of rules while she was growing up. There was constant communication and consistent boundaries. I didn’t realize how important that was until she started dating a couple years ago. Granted, raising boys […]Read more "It Takes a Village"