Whenever I hear the word “legacy,” I always think of children. What legacy is each of us leaving to our children and the children of others? A stroll through the pages of Farmer Boy by Laura Ingalls Wilder reveals that … Continue reading →
I am hassled, hurried and surrounded by ‘should do’s and ‘could do’s and probably ‘ought to do’s. My ‘mother’ voice is strained and sharp I command and bark instead of asking politely the very thing I scold my children for. … Continue reading →
Do you ever wonder if your mothering matters? If your grandparenting has influence? If your ministry has impact? The diapers and discipline, the prayers you pray for your grandchildren, the people you serve as you fund raise or teach or … Continue reading →
I clearly remember the day in first grade when reading “clicked” for me. Seated in a circle with other kids in my reading group, I studied the page from the oversize book on the teacher’s easel. I don’t remember … Continue reading →
I was practically a child–a month shy of being 42–when I became a grandma. Maybe that doesn’t sound young to some, but I felt unprepared to be in that elite group. Didn’t grandmas have gray hair and walk with a … Continue reading →
During the last set of school holidays I had several opportunities where risk taking and I bumped heads. Interestingly the risk taking was as much on my behalf as that of my children. In one instance we booked our daughter … Continue reading →
