Following His Path To Something Beautiful
A few months ago I took a trip to Texas. For those of you who don't know, I have a fear of flying. I fly a couple times a year, and it doesn't get easier. Before I left for the airport the day of my trip, I put on make-up, curled my hair, put on [...]
What lead a grown man to sob uncontrollably in my arms, while saying over and over I want my mommy, I want my mommy? Forgiveness. I met him in Rwanda and walked him through forgiving his mother for leaving him and his siblings in the genocide for her own safety. Years he had held on to the pain, but he was in a place where he wanted to forgive her, and try to reconcile with her as well. Before we get there though...there is something else we need to address.
It was a beautiful day in Long Beach, CA. We were doing what we normally did on our days off. Laying on the beach, and swimming through the waves. Just as quickly as I had dove through the wave, I was slammed by the next one, and pounded into the ocean floor. I had no [...]
I was giving Olivia breakfast the other day when I heard Charlie in the other room. He had taken it upon himself to go into the mud room where we keep the dogs food, and feed the dog. I am not sure what prompted him to do that, but I was amazed at his desire [...]
What happened to your face? That was the question I was asked when I dropped Charlie and Olivia off at their daycare on Wednesday. It took a brief look in the mirror to realize why I was asked that question. I had mascara all over my face from the night before. Now my husband had [...]
Over the years, I have come across many people that I will never forget. I remember their laughs, and their cries. I remember how I felt when I was with them. Over the past few months I have written notes to them. They will never see these notes, but maybe they will encourage you if [...]
Charlie wasn't listening. It happens more often when he doesn't get a good nights sleep, and Monday night he didn't get a good nights sleep. Tuesday night brought quite a bit of fussiness from him mixed with a lot of not listening. Bed time wasn't going well. I wanted him to put on his pajamas, [...]
