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?"
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"
January 5, 1925 It would have been my father’s 90th birthday. He passed on 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 […]Read more "Death, where is your sting?"
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"
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"
I’m not sure I can put into words what God is doing within our family. He continues to offer insight to each of the beautiful minds He has entrusted to us. I’m fairly certain this will all be a marvelous story. It isn’t void of uncertain plots. This is what will keep me focused on […]Read more "Culture Shocks"
Comparisons stand out as the thing with cross-culture life that is wearing on me. It seemed to be prevalent whether I was traveling on a mission trip, mentoring a lad from the inner city, getting to know my host daughter, trying to understand my daughters MK beau (MK: missionary kid), relating to my husband, my sisters, my […]Read more "Dare NOT to compare"