I haven’t been able to write lately. I think it’s partially because parenting three teen/tween daughters has humbled me into a place of silence on many issues. The world is so dark and heavy, and I’m unsure how to process or respond to that in helpful ways. And then we also recently moved, which is…
Yesterday one of the girls announced that she doesn’t think we have enough fall decor on our front porch. “We need some pumpkins or some Halloween decorations out here soon,” she said. “Our house looks kind of lame.” In my defense, we have a mum, a fall wreath, and a pumpkin pillow on the porch…
This month is always significant for our family. We pack a lot of emotion and celebration into October. And typically I can’t wait to add to the frenzy with a visit to a farm for a hayride, painted pumpkins, fall-themed birthday parties, and a fall scene on the front porch. But this year our pace…
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….