A Real Apology
This morning, I observe my husband mediate between our two very angry daughters. One finally agrees to apologize to the other. “I’m sorry, but. .
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This morning, I observe my husband mediate between our two very angry daughters. One finally agrees to apologize to the other. “I’m sorry, but. .
I’m reading a portion of a book that describes how a woman finally discovered a genuine way to connect with herself and God. She tried
Today, I consider the metaphors that come to mind when I think about myself as a teacher, wife, mother, and friend. In my professional development
Lately, I’ve been praying for God to strengthen me. I’m too fussy. I’m too addicted to my comforts. What would happen if I were thrust
At least four times today, something happens that I could have made a big deal about; I could have told someone else–stirring up controversy–and delighted
This morning, I remind my oldest daughter that she doesn’t need to be perfect, and she doesn’t need to make everybody happy. After years of
As I revise and rearrange chapters in a novel to prepare to present to publishers, I find myself so overwhelmed. Settings, characters, and dialogue swirl
I take some girls ice skating today, and we’re having the best time holding hands as we all go around the rink. But then, an
We all agree that cold rain is our least favorite weather event. We’re walking to school, and suddenly, the dark sky pours down cold rain
I’m learning how to anticipate what’s coming and prepare. Simple things done the night before change the whole mood of the coming day. Small things: