These are confusing times we are living in. Things that are unprecedented going on all over while other things that are frighteningly precedented take place close to home and across the world. Some days, I just want to sit with my book and dog and read and escape with the sounds of the littles playing… Continue reading Growing Hope
when my children were little I could ask them "where does it hurt?" and they would point or nod or tell me and I would doctor it up, cleaning it, putting on the ever-magical bandaid and kiss it all better which would usually end in giggles and all would be fixed but now, as they… Continue reading where it hurts
There's a lot of hurting and pain in the world. Just in case you weren't already aware. And sometimes people respond to that hurt and pain with a whole lot of anger and pointing fingers and insisting that people who are speaking against what they believe need to be condemned. They point at them and… Continue reading Pancakes for Supper
my little guy came in from his shower tonight, crying with a tummyache he couldn't decide if it was hunger or something else I treated it with a ginger cookie, a cold drink, and love and I thought about how thankful I am that tummyaches are treatable and how I hope he is still… Continue reading far worse than a tummyache
Sometimes as a writer you have to realize when it's more important to listen than to keep writing. Tonight is one of those times. I had a hard conversation earlier with someone I love and will always love, but it will be different from now on, I'm afraid. Still trying to wrap my brain around… Continue reading A Time to Listen, A Time to Write
I've been fascinated with the journey of the "Humans of New York" photographer. From Europe to Africa to Asia.....the stories of the people he comes across in his journey have made me laugh, cry, and fall to my knees in thanksgiving. Sometimes I forget how good I have it. Brandon's photos and stories often remind… Continue reading We Can Do Better…..
We had a house full of fun little folks today. They played and ran and talked and got to know each other in such a way that I am convinced the littles in this world should be in charge of peace negotiations. They know what's most important. Like favorite colors, how to ask for what… Continue reading Bad Guys and Hurting People