The school store, where I “hold court”, is a clearinghouse of all kids God ever made. They are bouncy and shy and sparkly silly. Some of them come in with no words and take a piece of candy silent and slink out. Others roar the minute they hit the door. They know I love them. …
I sit at my desk at school and kids and parents and staff find their way to me. I was hired to maintain the spirit wear store. I’ve a suspicion God put me there for very different reasons. I am quite literally the first person you see when you walk in the front door, unless …
that last part was just a nod to Dr. Seuss. But I’ve just had an epiphany, thank you to my friend who doesn’t know me, Beth Moore. I’m sitting in my kitchen, first discernible snow of the season falling, my girl fast asleep on the couch from waking up early in search of Advil. I’m …
I’m sitting on the runway in Denver. An hour late leaving the ground. I’m. so. tired. I’m thinking ahead to school in just a few short hours; way too short. Not how I pictured coming home. Picturing is a funny business. The image in our heads is like our own little feel good mirage many …
There are childbirth classes, parenting classes, mothers of preschoolers groups, I found resources on sibling rivalry, setting limits, education, new baby adjustment, mannerschoresaggressionpotty traininghowtotalktoteensgraduationpartyplanning because that’s what life feels like….no punctuation to catch your breath. The thing is, I couldn’t find that helpful pamphlet on how not to feel all dizzy as you put your …