Jagged Little Pills

We joke at my house that 4 out of 5 of us are either currently in therapy, have had therapy, or need therapy. Much like baptism, I want to cover all my basis, leave no stone unturned so to speak. For the record, I`ve been sprinkled and dunked twice by three different pastors in three … Continue reading Jagged Little Pills

Five Minute Friday: Miss

I miss my mini-van. It made life so easy with kids, pets and equipment. Everyone had a seat near a window and rarely did anyone complain that "she's sitting too close to me".  I had space to breathe in that car, space to be present but not super imposing even when all seven seats were … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Miss

There are no bad people, not really

"Do you think my mom is a bad person?" Peanut asked, sitting at the kitchen counter, feet dangling over discarded flip-flops while eating a late breakfast. "I don't really know your mom," I answered cautiously, "why?" "cuz my last foster parent said my mom was a bad person and that's why I can't live with … Continue reading There are no bad people, not really

Perfect Moments

I made stricter house rules this summer for the kids in hopes of keeping them from spending the next three months absently laying in front of the television, a computer screen or their phone. It was a well-thought plan, a list really, of alternatives to glowing screens. Things like being creative, reading a book, spending … Continue reading Perfect Moments

Five Minute Friday: Belong

I picture you here, snuggled under layers of covers, watching movies with your sisters. I picture Sunday morning pancakes, Friday night pizza parties, and ice-cream runs in the middle of the week. I picture Lego building marathons, afternoons baking cookies, trips to libraries, the museums, and the soccer fields. I picture you. You were not … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Belong