Here’s a confession. I’ve consumed more news in the past few weeks than one should take in over the course of a whole year. My 6th grader asked me what my screen time was last week, and I evaded that question with shame. Not only was my screen time astounding, but the nature of the…
For the first ten years of my parenting I had a ritual before going to bed. I would quietly tiptoe into each of the girls’ rooms and make sure they were breathing. All I needed was a quick glimpse of the rise and fall of their little chests to satisfy myself. Is this strange? Probably….
I have a child struggling with anxiety, and it has caught us off guard because she is not the one typically prone to it. Maybe I should blame it on the chaos of 2020 or the intensity of these past few weeks? Whatever the cause, this one’s anxiety, which is coupled with some attention deficit,…
I am careful never to be political in this space. I write for a small audience largely made up of people I know in real life. And many of those people are on opposite ends of the political spectrum. Since the word “shalom” is part of the title of this blog, I feel foolish trying…