Well, I have broken the cardinal rule of writing which is: “Never stop writing.” We have been so unsettled this past year that I haven’t created enough margin to write meaningful or even sensible words. No blogging, article writing, or journaling. Isn’t it ironic that the first disciplines we tend to abandon when we’re feeling…
This week my middle daughter’s 5th grade class is having a technology-free week at school. They’re discussing how technology is a wonderful servant but a terrible master. On Monday they had “FaceTime” where they paired up with a partner, sat up straight, looked him/her in the eye, and discussed what each of them did over…
By the time this posts I’ll be en route to Nashville for a writing conference. Even just typing that sentence makes me feel a little presumptuous. Wouldn’t my time be better spent at a parenting conference? A cooking class? A spiritual retreat? Maybe so. But it’s been almost ten years {my oldest two were wearing…
We’re getting ready to participate in a neighborhood garage sale in a few weeks. We’ve not had a sale in years, so plenty of “treasures” have accumulated in our attic and garage. As I was going through boxes and bins, I came across a trunk where I had stashed stacks of cards and notes dating all the…