Serious Stuff

The Worst Things

June 17, 2010

Charles Dickens wrote: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” So right, he was.  I’ve been in a thoughtful mood today–a reflecting mood.  A blog post came to me in the midst of all that thinking.  Two blog posts, actually.  Two lists.  One: The Worst Things.  And two: The Best [...]

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Practice For Divorce

February 1, 2010

I cannot tell you how many drafts I have begun, only to subsequently scratch because I cannot get this post to say exactly what I want it to say.  The teen dating thing is a subject that weighs so heavily on my heart, for many reasons.  The first of which being that I am the [...]

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So Tell Me

January 31, 2010

We went to church this morning. While we were there the pastor preached on marriage.  He spoke about young people and dating.  During his “talk” he referred to dating as “pointless” and “practice for divorce.” I have an opinion. But I want to hear yours before I taint the conversation with mine. So tell me.  [...]

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Every Rose

January 25, 2010

I couldn’t get her out the door fast enough this morning. It was one of those no I don’t wanna you’re stupid I don’t love you mornings. One of those mornings when an ugly seed plants itself in her belly.  And so abruptly it blooms – sprouting angry, hateful words.  They grow from the pit [...]

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Whispered Reminders

November 16, 2009

I lead a blessed life. This much I know is true. Well, most of the time anyway. Admittedly, I’ve been known to forget from time to time. If I’m being honest I will tell you that there are days when my four young blessing from above seem particularly heavy. Or when the space between these [...]

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‘Cause Freedom Don’t Come Free

November 10, 2009

There was a day when my husband went to work in camouflage and big ‘ol black boots. He left long before the sun came up.  And didn’t get home until it had gone down. “Work” wasn’t a place back then.  It was a lifestyle. A lifestyle that required not a brief case, but a gun. [...]

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Those Parents

July 21, 2009

“We’re not those parents…” So said a friend as she stood outside her house one mid-summer Thursday afternoon.  I wasn’t there to hear her say it though. I was in the ambulance that had just whirred away from her neighborhood, speeding out of the desert with lights flashing and sirens blaring. My son–my precious baby [...]

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