And When There Are None: Views from the Empty Nest
Parenting is a constant state of letting go. First time we allowed someone to hold them. First time they slept in a different room. First
…those thoughts about life that spin like wheels in my head — and hopefully don’t run me over…
Parenting is a constant state of letting go. First time we allowed someone to hold them. First time they slept in a different room. First
I had a fight with Siri today. Ok, to be truthful, it isn’t the first time. Just proves, once more, my abusive relationship with technology.
Good Friday. It’s one of those special days that sits on one little square of the calendar—but affects us for eternity. But why is it
It all started… (Isn’t that how all “oh, no!” stories begin?) Well, this time, it started with a phone call. From my husband who’d just
It was our normal summer road trip: over the river and through the woods to Grandmother’s house we drove —or, rather, under Virginia tunnels and
My daughter asked it. “Mom, why is there a cloth sign tied around our tree?” Simple. Because I am now officially a tree hugger. See, we
You know that moment a child blurts out, “When I grow older than you, …” And everybody laughs. Because you know that isn’t possible. Well,
She made Christmas. Not created it… It’s Christ’s day. Celebrating Him and all He is. His birth, life, death, resurrection—all to open a way for
I’ve been thinking a lot about Daniel lately. The Old Testament one. Not about his strength, his steadfastness, his willingness to follow God no matter
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