Years ago I lost a contact in a swimming pool. Something was in my eye after trying to adjust my swim mask and I unintentionally popped that sucker right out into a massive community pool. The contact lens was tinted blue. It was our neighborhood pool, a couple of blocks from our home and the … Continue reading This is the sign
For the second year in a row, one of our children is graduating from high school. The eldest just graduated from college and there are two still to go. It is almost unfathomable the children I birthed are considered “adults.” This is scary. I know so little and think I have showed them even less. … Continue reading An open letter to my adult children
Killing me is hard. Long, busy days flow over into time reserved for community and grace. I grow tired and angry and resist the opportunities to meet with others to show love, to be loved. Without exception, doing battle with me is treacherous. It always seems most dangerous and inevitable after periods of peace and … Continue reading Vigorous resistance
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