The twelve and the letters Hello, Peaceful Readers. Do you remember the time when I wore my slippers to my…
The doors Have you ever opened the wrong door and winced, with a quick “I’m sorry!” or “Excuse me!” This…
Replacing the lies with truth I didn’t realize that I’d have so much to say about my divorce (and my…
The time Have you ever encountered a season with your child when your efforts just weren’t getting through? The behavior…
The photo on the wall and the choice Welcome back, Peaceful Readers. Let’s continue our walk through our grieving to-do…
The war You can say it. “Frankie Ann is slow on the up-take.” As I was writing this post, the…
The destroyer As I prayed and sought an introduction for this post, I was totally stumped. What analogy—much more lighthearted…
Mom’s impact—friends I’m watching my mom walk slowly (and sit sadly) in one of the final phases of her life.…
Revelation In part 4 of this post, I replaced my dad’s lies with truth. Today you’ll read about boot camp…
Dad’s impact Peaceful Readers, if you find yourself needing to unpack your relationship with one or both of your parents,…