As a Boy Thinketh: Homeschooling, Again

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As a Boy Thinketh: Homeschooling, Again I withdrew our two young sons, Sam and Charlie from public school on Thursday to homeschool, again.   And I have no horror story to report.  To all the teachers and administrators, I know your work is impossible.  This is not about any one shortcoming or failure, this is about…

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How to Know If You Should Help Suffering Children

How to Know If You Should Help Suffering Children 2

How do you know if you should help suffering children?  For many of us, this question is utterly preposterous. Of course. What a ridiculous query. I speak from experience.  There is a reason I can go where I am about to go – because I said no to an injured 3-month-old baby boy.  I believed…

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How to Hold On Without Letting Go

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When our oldest vandal son, Sam was about 3 he carried two Hotwheels cars with him wherever he went. One in each hand. He wouldn’t let them go. On an outing to Target, as I stood in the checkout line Sam drove his two cars over the Snickers display making boy noises.  An elderly woman…

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It’s a Jungle, Not a Petting Zoo

It’s a Jungle, Not a Petting Zoo 1

It’s a Jungle, Not a Petting Zoo Our oldest daughter, Maggie, is in Costa Rica with her college friends. They went together to celebrate their graduation.  Also, to “play with sloths.” This has been a lifelong goal of Maggie’s. Maggie has walked a favored path.  She’s been swimming on the beaches of Venezuela, Costa Rica,…

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Mondays, Babies, Zits, and Stolen Cars

Babies, Zits, and Stolen Cars

Today is a Monday if there ever was a Monday. Up to my neck in babies, zits and stolen cars. God, help me believe.  Help me believe, help my unbelief. I have to go to the bank to redeposit a deposit that wasn’t properly deposited the first time I deposited it. The foster-love has an…

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Grief Isn’t a Lack of Faith…

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Grief drenched me. From the windows of my bedroom on the second story of our home on our 640-acre ranch, I could see the sky morphing from daytime to a water colored twilight. The master bedroom glowed with purple hues. My husband Justin, who always generous and thoughtful, had excused me for the evening.  I…

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Real Mom: A Heart Story

Real Mom: A Heart Story

(Originally Posted Jan 2016) Today is the anniversary of the birth of my real motherhood. The delivery was painful, joyful, and earth shattering. I had given birth four times before. I had miscarried once.  I have a negative threshold for physical pain – I had 4 failed epidurals. Well, one completely numbed my right foot,…

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Foster Care: Hoping for the Hurt

Foster Care: Hoping for the Hurt

Foster Care: Hoping for the Hurt This will probably not reach the masses. I don’t care. If my words fall upon the heart of one… I have succeeded. I just left a house with broken spirits. Addicted spirits. Fighting spirits. Spirits… Who have given up on their life, their old life. Among those spirits is…

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I am In Love with Another Woman

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This will probably not reach the masses. I don’t care. If my words fall upon the heart of one… I have succeeded. I just left a house with broken spirits. Addicted spirits. Fighting spirits. Spirits… Who have given up on their life, their old life. Among those spirits is a young woman – whom I…

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