TToT – Thankful for a Life
Our daughter turned eight this week. I can’t even imagine how that is possible. As trite as it sounds, it seems only moments ago we sat in a hospital room holding our newborn, grateful for her safe arrival. And now? It’s still amazing to me every day that this wonderful little person is here, whole…
Will the Village Protect My Daughter?
There’s an African proverb that tells us it takes a whole village to raise a child. I often wonder, though, do we really raise our children as a village? Do we look out for them throughout their lives and protect them – and one another – as a village? When I read the headlines every…
#10Thankful – Are We There Yet?
I am so ready for this school year to be over. I kind of thought when I left the classroom that I wouldn’t feel so stressed about this time of year. I figured without final exams, end-of-the-year textbook collections, and the rest of the things teachers have to do in June, I’d have no worries. I was wrong. Know…
TToT – Long Weekends
Here we are at the weekend again and, as is usual of late, it’s nearly over before I get my TToT in. It’s a fine thing, I suppose, because the only reason for my tardiness is that we’re out living, doing, and enjoying this very long weekend – five days for us. That’s not even…
#10Thankful – Fragmented
Fragmented. That’s the best word I can come up with to describe my week. It’s been one long stretch of a whole lot of jumbled pieces and small bits of time, none of which have added up to much of anything. But of course, if I sit long enough and think about it, I know…
#10Thankful – Things of Significance
I sense that great things are about to happen. No, really. I wish I could explain why, but I can’t. I just know that things are somehow falling into place as they should. I’m late again this week – very late – but that’s OK because once again we have been out living. I can’t…
A Thousand Rebirths
I’ve been born a thousand times. The first time, the most obvious, was my physical birth. On the night I was born, my Mom sat at her parents’ kitchen table and played cards until 1:00 AM before heading for the hospital; I was born forty minutes later. I wish I could tell you I am as expedient…