Lately, I’ve been doing something very dangerous and up until now, it’s been my little secret. When my alarm goes off somewhere between 5-5:15am, I’ve been stumbling down the stairs and heading straight for the coffee pot. After I’ve had one sufficiently long, glorious sip I gather my Bible, journal, devotional, pens, and highlighters. Then, … More Just Change Me.
I was just on the verge of sleep when I heard the door creak. Tiny footsteps slowly tiptoe toward my bed. Climbing onto the trunk at the foot of the bed, she stealthily made her way–one knee at at time–up toward the pillows. I lay there silent; listening….as she rustles the covers attempting to cocoon … More Seeking Comfort.
Perhaps you saw me that day? I was the lady with my head down–staring at my phone–trying not to be recognized as “their mom.” Yeah. Those were my kids in the bathroom. They were the ones belting out the song from Moana because apparently the acoustics provided by Costco’s facilities are exactly perfect for a … More Sing.
Change is beckoning. Calling to me from around the corner–blinking like a blue-light special at the Kmart we frequented when I was a child. As a military wife of almost 17 years my purpose has been easy–be “the constant.” In a life that changes with every TDY, PCS, job title, and promotion I have always … More My purpose (?)
Yesterday, just as the sun was coming up, a wide-eyed, curious little boy showed up at my bedside with an armful of books about pirates. He was wearing Big Bird pajamas and had a pirate hat on. His Peter Pan dagger was skillfully tucked under his armpit. As I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened … More Doing Our Best
All week my daughters have been on every single one of each other’s nerves. One minute they are completely inseparable besties and the very next minute there is weeping, wailing, and the girly-version of “gnashing of teeth” known as hair-pulling. Not only have they been on all of each other’s nerves but they have certainly … More The Kindness of a Helping Hand
When I started homeschooling my kids, there were lots of things I wanted to teach them. Among the most important is learning to think for themselves. I encourage them to recognize bias in everything they read, and to filter it through reality (as well as their own beliefs and convictions) and formulate their own opinions about … More Digging up truth (and Democrats…)
He burst through the front door, slightly out of breath and grinning from ear to ear. He had run all the way home and couldn’t get the words out fast enough: “Mommy! Mommy! Guess what?! You’re not gonna BELIEVE this. You know my friend AJ? The one I was climbing the tree with? Well, … More Difference Maker
my anchored life: 