“I don’t understand why God had to make things in this world that would hurt us,” my youngest son pondered aloud as we were driving to Wal Mart the other day.” I thought about genocide, addictions, and discrimination, but asked, … Continue reading
I pushed the button to open the car window. “Wait!” I called out to the woman as she shrugged and slumped, shuffling back the way she had come. The light had turned green and traffic was starting to move, but … Continue reading
Thank God I’m not the last one here, I thought as I grabbed my mat and water bottle. There were two people who pulled in just ahead of me and we all went through the door at the same time … Continue reading
Amongst the many boxes of Christmas decorations that we unearth the day after Thanksgiving every year is a small bin of delicate keepsakes. Each precious treasure is wrapped individually in tissue paper nestled within its own box, many labeled with … Continue reading
This is a picture or my family’s gratitude tree, which is in its 10th season this year. When I started this tradition, I had an actual faux tree on which we hung paper “ornaments” with colored pipe cleaners. Today it … Continue reading
Things I heard a lot as a kid, yet try really hard not to say to my kids include “We can’t afford that” and “Do you think money grows on trees?” First of all, some things that we don’t buy, … Continue reading
“It could have been a lot worse,” my colleague said, concluding her tale about returning from vacation and finding her sewer line had backed up into a downstairs shower. Immediately I thought of the day before, when two of my … Continue reading
My older boys found the leftover New Year’s Eve fortune cookies while my youngest and I were at hockey. The wrappers littering the TV tables gave it away. I said, “So, what did you get for your fortunes?” “Mine said … Continue reading
I began to ask myself what could be worse than a dryer repair bill a couple of weeks before Christmas as I was hanging the clothes on the drying rack this morning, when I realized we’d be a lot worse … Continue reading
“Oh, Hon, it’s beautiful!” I said as I opened up the carefully wrapped package. I had just come to understand where my oldest son (age 11) had gone the day before on his solo bike ride. I’d thought it unusual … Continue reading