Good parenting requires us to be willing to look inward and do the hard work of growing. Our children have a way of showing us both the best and worst of ourselves. Sometimes, this happens through a child bringing much needed perspective. Today this meant that a child pointed out that I wasn’t being generous... Continue Reading →
Too afraid to make a mark I write my words in pencil That way, when I get it wrong, I can quickly erase My manuscript, my life Full of empty pages I never dare pick up a pen Too afraid I’ll choose the wrong words And wind up on the wrong path Instead, I follow... Continue Reading →
Bubbles form inside my heart. Some are solid, some are hollow. Some are big, some are small. Some are heavy, some are light. Each day, they grow stronger. Bouncing from side to side. Never resting, never popping. Making their presence known as they drift throughout my heart. They threaten to break free, but they are... Continue Reading →
Beauty in the Brokenness 