Sowing Seeds: A Word for the Forgetful

(This post is for a friend. What you do, matters.) All I was doing was the laundry. It was a normal day. Got up. Made bed. Popped in a load. But, on this normal morning, I glanced over my left shoulder and I saw the most beautiful, most hopeful thing that I had in a while. . . … Continue reading Sowing Seeds: A Word for the Forgetful

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To My Friend with the Crazy Child: All Children are Crazy

(This post is a response to a recent text from a friend. Dear One, I hope this helps.) I remember the day when, driving my kids to somewhere, gripping the steering wheel, I thought, "These people have absolutely lost it." Nearly all of them were sitting in back, crying, because one of them had stolen … Continue reading To My Friend with the Crazy Child: All Children are Crazy