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This Necessary Joy
There are lives I can imagine without children, but none of them have the same laughter and noise. (Brian Andreas, Story People) The house is quiet. Still. Almost eerie. During the summer I often thought to myself (more resignedly than eagerly), “When the kids are back in school, I will get that organized or cleaned…
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The Boy He Is… The Man He is Becoming
He sighs deeply on the couch next to me, and I reach over to ruffle his hair ever wondering how long before he won’t allow me to keep doing this gesture of love. This is not how he wanted to end his summer. This is not how I wanted summer to end for him, for…
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A Sort of Quietness
At the darkest moment in the first tale of Narnia, when Aslan’s tortured and humiliated body lies stone dead on the Stone Table, Lewis tells us what Susan and Lucy are feeling: I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you…
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Another Year
(A re-post, because this is the story of our life, and the only change is the love grows deeper.) New beginning. “We’ll name her Angela.” New steps. “Wake up, sweetie. It’s your first day of school!” New freedom. “I passed my driver exam.” New heartbreak. “He broke up with me!” New growth. “Congratulations on your…
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Strong Muscles & Dimpled Grins
“Hey, Bear,” I whisper softly, rubbing his back, “Time to get up, buddy.” (I feel like one of those moms on the P & G Olympics commercials.) He sighs deeply and opens one eye, “That feels good.” he mumbles as I massage his shoulders and work out a few kinks in his muscles. “You ready…
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A Spring of Joy 