In parenting, there are so many details of which to keep track. When is the school concert, the holiday program, the special lunch, the extra practice,  and whose permission slip needs to be signed tonight? The list of tasks is endless, and it is easy to let some things slip through the cracks here and there. Sometimes I think my poor […]
Every day is a battle. Every day I fight to keep the mess inside and be better. Every day I fight the lies of who I feel myself to be with a grasping at who I am made to be.
Loving when the ball has been fumbled and loving when the penalty flag is thrown takes effort, but the celebration of victory is so much sweeter when you have shared in the defeats.
God made my girl to be so big on the inside that it is pouring out the borders of her skin. I love this child, and I pray for the grace I need to help her as her skin grows to to fit all of who she is.
With age comes wisdom, and I am learning to let some things go (apparently, being cool is one of them). I am learning not to strain so hard to see everything down the road.
I have had some conversations of late that have really left me wondering if I am cut out for this job. I am not wondering whether or not I want to do it. I am wondering if I will really be able to do it well.
I would love to share some profound thought with you today, but instead I give you dirty boobies. Yes, dirty boobies. My son is turning 12 this September, and he will be in middle school in one week. I have been amazed by this fact. I don’t know when my little boy turned into an almost man. The other day, […]
I can try to do things the way I’ve always done them, which is guaranteed to fail in an environment that is no longer in my control, or I can learn to dance.