Tag: #TellHisStory

Small Shifts

The recovery has begun.  From anything I hear, this process is normal.  It doesn’t make it any easier, though, knowing that every one of the four hundred plus women who were at the Allume Conference last week is dealing with the same emotions and workload. We have to […]

Something New

I’ve been fretting today about a conference I’m going to this week. It’s going to be amazing – I know it is, and I know without a doubt that I’m supposed to be there. But the fretting….well, it’s not unusual or unexpected, but it’s not any fun. I […]

Ways Along the Way

When I was in kindergarten, we lived just a few blocks from the school. Every morning, after filling my little belly with rolled eggs (the rest of the world calls them omelets) and taming my thick hair into a top-knot ponytail, my mom would load my sister and […]

Embraced and Surrounded

“I promise, sweetheart.  It will do its job.  It will not let you go under.” As I said those words for the hundredth time that weekend, I looked once again into her skeptical eyes.  The life jacket hung from my insistent hands, outstretched toward her in a desperate […]

To My Free-Spirited Daughter

Dear Jennifer, Honey, I’m proud of you.  Do you know that?  Do you really know that?  Because I am so very proud of you and it’s important to me that you know that. I’m proud of you for the obvious things, of course, like how you’re learning to […]

In Light of the Truth

I sat in the tiny chapel for the second night in a row.  I was hoping for a special Word for my heart alone but feared that it had already come and, unbeknownst to me, had slipped past unnoticed. Retreats are always like that for me. I come […]

To Show Our Love

I didn’t know what to think about it then, and I’m not sure what to think about it now. He sat on the sidewalk outside the store, the narrow awning doing little to shield him from the misty rain. A half-burnt cigarette dangled from his dirty fingers; a […]

Able Hands

“Agh!” she shouted. “Now my favorite pair of shoes is RUINED!” I looked up as she thrust her green plastic high-heeled dress up shoe at me, its pink pompom blowing as she let out an exasperated sigh. “Hold on, sweetie. Let me see.” I looked it over and […]