It’s the 80s and I imagine standing waiting for the bus, clutching a metal lunchbox with matching Thermos filled with red Kool-Aid. We lived down an old dirt road and we rode a bus that would not pass emission standards today. School was simpler back then and so was parenting. As a child I don’t remember the stress of homework or… Read More
They stare, point and whisper behind cupped hands. Two little girls with pigtails and dimples, the absolute picture of innocence, and they are hurting my child. I’m not sure if they think it’s a private moment they are sharing, but truly it’s not. He may not hear what they are saying, but I have learned that whispers can be just… Read More
My mind has a really good way to talk me into anything. Ten years ago it said, “I think we should become foster parents.” And then it rambled on with all the logical and not-so-logical reasons why. So many kids need homes, of course we can set an extra place at the table. For sure we have a little extra… Read More
An open letter and full disclaimer to THE TEACHER, First, I love you already; it’s been an endless summer. Imagine hearing “I’m Bored” and Full House episodes playing an endless loop of noise, while stuck inside because it’s 115 degrees out, continually picking up soggy wet swimsuits and towels. Five days into summer and I’ve realized you are grossly underpaid,… Read More
Holy Places are Dark Places. It is life and strength, not knowledge and words, that we get in them. CS Lewis There are many days that I look at him and cannot imagine how he has survived. How in the world did he live through 4 years of horror? How has he come out the other side with… Read More
I have the privilege today to have a guest post by a wonderful mom named Courtney Westlake. I read Courtney’s blog before we officially met, when I was dealing with the facial differences of Joel. Her posts were such an encouragement to me, and you can read more about her family here, http://www.courtneywestlake.com/ I love her insight and wisdom in bringing… Read More