We were nine days into this deployment when my daughter broke to pieces. At three years old, time is not hers to understand; so when nine days had passed and Papa still had not returned, when she still was told it would take longer, when nine months might as well be never, she fell apart. […]
In Which a Papa Shall Leave
“Do you understand that Papa is going away soon?” “I don’t think I understand.” “He is going away for a very long time to a place called _______. He is going with the army for many months.” “I don’t think I know where _______ is. Will he take an airplane?” “He will. A great big airplane. […]
Skinny Dipping
The week is looking to be a hot one, and a quick glance at the triple digits had us out the door in a scurry this morning, in hopes of enjoying the wildlife refuge before the sun rose too high. On the drive over we decided against all our usual haunts, and instead selected to […]
Parenting: It’s not for the faint of heart
I should have known it was his ears–that was always my mother’s go-to: “get the ears checked!”–but somehow checking ears always slips my mind in the hoary, blurry middle of the night. I wouldn’t discover that it was his ears until the morrow. We were sick anyway, my husband and I. Our colds were making […]
So that’s why we keep old clothes…
I loved, loved, loved this post: Wrap Yourself In Story. A quote: “They are just things, sure. But they are also the illustrations and mile markers and memory stones that we gather up along the way, as our Story plays out year after year. They are more meaningful than mere fashion and they long outlive any […]
Road To War
I sat on the bottom step last evening, light drifting dimly and children in bed, stifling my giggles. Justine, eyes flashing, a true friend, spouted the military frustrations we both feel in a way that made the pressure lift off of my chest. We’re not alone in this, I remembered. We rarely are truly alone. […]
For You Mothers On A Monday
As you set about to mothering this week–to teaching, to training, to loving, to healing–let these words ring in your heart. May they be an anthem to your mornings, a song at your noons, and a prayer to your nights. As we utter these dark sayings, the mysteries from of old, may our children arise […]
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