I remember those seasons of parenting when a tiny cherub finally drifted off to sleep at some random time of…
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Faith
4 Questions to Consider on Being
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3 Questions to Consider in Your Work
In his book, Wishful Thinking, theologian Frederick Buechner says, “There are all different kinds of voices calling you to all…
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When We Wonder What to Carry & What To Leave Behind
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Will Down Syndrome Be In Heaven?
A few months ago my ten year-old asked, “Will Sam have Down syndrome in heaven?” I didn’t know then and…
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What I Heard in the Quiet
Five summers ago, my husband and I traded blueberry-lined wooded trails and lakes for sidewalks in town, neighbors on every…
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![When I think back to the early months of motherhood, those bleary-eyed, overwhelming days (nights?) of colic and learning the needs of my first born, I can hardly believe we're here.
The toddler who traipsed around in Huggies and heels, singing made-up tunes and chatting with her hilarious imaginary friend, Lackey, outgrew my heels two years ago. And for the past year, I've been looking up to her--literally.
The longer I parent, the more I discover this gift to be one long, winding road of learning to let go. From the moment she said, "My do it, Mommy," I knew we had begun to leave the days of her tiny hand snuggled in mine.
And while I know these seasons of greater independence are part of her journey, I'm still surprised when they arrive with another milestone at my door, another invitation to release. Some days I ache to hold on just a little longer.
Happy 17th, Sissy.
You're a gift to our home, to your friends, to this aching world.
[ID: A white teen girl with brown hair in 2 braids, wearing black leggings and a black hoodie, is walking in the woods. Sun beams are coming through the trees as she walks away from the camera.]
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