Our September began with a gift. We were able to spend time as a family with extended family at a place very dear to us. The kids found all sort of “nature studies,” and I accidentally had about 14 acorns rattling around in my dryer at one point in time, …
Each Mother’s Day, I usually take a step back and remain silent, because our family’s identity was formed in loss. Loss of family, heritage, ethnic solidarity, and culture for two of our kids. And loss of a child as well. Usually, I opt out of Mother’s Day because I feel …
I was given the opportunity to have an hour completely to myself. I ambled through Barnes and Noble, leisurely, for the first time in years. I couldn’t find my old familiar favorite sections of books. The covers staring at me were all different, the section titles located in spots that …
The snow is falling gently this morning. Some snows can be harsh, but this one seems to be a gift from God, falling delicately on our world to cover up some of the harsher edges. Some days it can be tricky to turn off the voices of the world around …
“I’m just not enough. I’m failing him.” My words have echoed through our narrow galley kitchen more than once in the last couple months. Being kind, patient, and forbearing, in general has been difficult. Love bears all things. When an animal is wounded, it strikes even the hands that want …
