Who am I? I am restless, pacing, wondering, reaching. I want to know who I am. Years of care, love at its best, have been lavished on me and yet, I am trying to slowly sort through these feelings that often lay heavy on me. It’s not that I don’t want to be loved, to be embraced, but sometimes I feel caught by it, overwhelmed … Continue reading identity
My oldest suggested I run a series on feeding hungry boys. Great idea! So, here’s the first of more to come.
I’ll be honest I’m not a big fan of “parenting” books. I’m not even a fan of the word “parenting.” It seems pejorative to me, as if raising children is a “project” that we can master and complete. What mother or father’s task is ever done?
I thought it might be inspiring if our family had a word for the new year, something that might define us, guide us, challenge us in our choices and our journey. So, I offered the idea to my clan (1 husband, 3 boys and 2 girls). I explained the intent and their minds began to ponder the possibilities. Continue reading “A Word for the New Year”