“Quit complaining!” I am curious to know how many times I’ve said those words throughout my eleven years of parenting. Or, how many times my parents said the same words to me. I believe that as adults, we might say children complain the most, and that the things we complain about are so real and difficult they are valid enough…
We spend hours combing the shorelines searching for them. They come in different shapes, sizes and colors. We gather them in buckets, pockets and bags. Sea shells. The wonder of watching a shell peek through the sand as the ocean waves retreat can be mesmerizing and surprisingly tranquil. Every year our family spends a weekend or two at the beaches…
Our kids were in Vacation Bible School a few weeks ago, so I decided to enjoy a break from catching up (not that I think that is even possible) and take a morning rest by the pool. Between swim team, field hockey league, playing Uno Attack, and soaking in all the summer moments with our four kids, I had forgotten…
I should have known better than choosing the black pants and white blouse. I should not have chosen to sit with my friends for my own social fulfillment. It felt like a mom fail moment right from the start. Usually I would have chosen a bright green outfit for these events; an outfit that can be easily spotted in a…
A hero, by definition, is someone known for accomplishing a brave or noble act. “Heroes are born every day. Some heroes are genetically predisposed to greatness, I suppose, blessed with a rich family history of bravery and selflessness. Others are ripped out of their regular lives and thrown into heroic duties in a matter of seconds, revealing their true character…
