A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
I’m not writing to air my many thoughts on Lori Loughlin, or her daughter, or their money, or Hollywood, or any of that. I’m writing about me, and us, parents who are just as anxious to see our kids successful but will never have the resources to tempt us to act so shockingly. It’s easy…
Winter in Tennessee is not our best time for offering beauty. The grasses are mostly brown, the trees are bare and the sky is more often gray than blue. Thankfully, seasons change, they don’t last, and though I wish fall lasted longer, and that spring would come earlier, and that summer weren’t so hot, and…
For the past few frigid days I have been driving Owen (now 14 and almost 6 feet tall) to the end of the street to wait for the bus in my car so he isn’t walking and standing in the below freezing cold air. As we sit there we often have conversations about relationships and…
I am preparing for our third year of homeschool, and Owen’s first year of public school. He asked us at the end of last year if he could go to the public school this fall, and we decided that if he felt ready we would let him go.
I realize now that Ms. Nelson didn’t just love her students. It wasn’t simply her care and attention that made her memorable to us. She seemed to have an ability to challenge us that made us do things we didn’t know we could do. I loved every afterno…
I stepped outside the church on a Monday afternoon after getting some papers signed for my kids to go to church camp. We were under the awning, waiting for the rain to let up so we could run to the car. A woman was standing there; she had attended a f…
I got the call as I was walking into the karate dojo for an early afternoon lesson with our youngest son. It was my middle son’s first grade school teacher. She wasn’t happy. I could hear the frustration in her tone and she made no attempt to hide it. I…
I was at Kroger getting gas when a silver mini-van pulled up at the pump next to me. Before I saw the driver, I saw the dent. It looked like it had been hit pretty good, and then, to save some money, had been banged out to a useable shape. It was pro…
I knew he wanted to sit in the front seat and there were no cars waiting on us at the car line drop off, so I suggested he get out now and move up to the passenger seat beside me. Instead of obeying, he lingered, looking at the cars behind us, distrust…
“I can see the sun moving!” Owen caught the yellow glare of it in streaks climbing the porch rail surrounded by shadow. “It started here and has moved all the way up here already.”
“Wouldn’t it be neat if we had a camera that would capture it all d…