A Pen of One’s Own
My youngest asks if she can have a pen of her very own. We’re standing in the check-out line of the grocery store, and we
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My youngest asks if she can have a pen of her very own. We’re standing in the check-out line of the grocery store, and we
I decide to skim my journals from 1993 till now. Then I reread some blog posts from 2010 till now. This takes all morning, three
I’m walking through campus to my office with my head looking down into the concrete. I’m deep in thought about something I can’t recall. I
The whole family just erupts this morning. We can’t control ourselves! We’re all fighting, and one child cries enormous tears while another screams, “You just
My daughter wants to make real perfume from nature for her science project this year. I’m learning that she wants to discover the essence of
Students arrive to class with earphones deep in their ears. “What are you listening to?” I ask one. “What?” he calls back. I point to
I’m reading Psalm 1 (where it says whatever we do will prosper), and I notice all the things I wanted God to “prosper” in my
Yesterday, the neighborhood children run in and out of my house, delighting in the unseasonably warm weather. Some are barefoot and trying to skate on
I learn from the Italian Mama about an oak tree in our neighborhood that’s over 200 years old. It’s a ten minute stroll from my
On the walk to school, a normally shy and withdrawn little girl comes to my side. “Guess what?” she asks, her eyes huge. She watches