Sep 13, 2012

Family Matters

During the workweek, my husband fills his travel mug and thermos with coffee, climbs into his Honda, and cranks up K-LOVE for a 50-minute commute from the suburbs to the city center, where he works at a health insurance company. From the confines of his cubicle, he facilitates meetings, carries...Read more +
Aug 29, 2012

The Work My Kids Will Never Learn From Their Mother

I stood under the peaked roof of my country church, folded my arms across my chest, and looked out across the sanctuary, feeling a sense of admiration and a tinge of envy. The mothers of our church had sewn dozens of darling dresses as a mission project, then draped them...Read more +
Aug 14, 2012

Community Post: The Beach That Was Not

I was supposed to be at the beach today, feet buried in the cool sand and nose buried in the first of several good books. Wyatt and Seth riding the wild waves on their boogie boards and digging for hermit crabs. Miska breathing the air that has, for her entire...
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Jul 25, 2012

Catch-Up Time

We lined up at the classroom door, kids bolting as the final bell still echoed down the hall. I lagged behind, relishing the quiet. Which way home, today? Even at a daydream pace, I’d reach Plum Street in five minutes. I’d fling the front door aside to shout “HI, MOM!”...Read more +
Jul 19, 2012

Community Post: Do This Instead...

Have you heard the news that higher education is in question? Yeah, The New York Times says so, in End the University as We Know It. Maybe you have heard the news. But you are still telling your kids that their best bet for success in life is to study...
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Jul 12, 2012

Follow Your Passion

“Titus is going to be a boxer, Trystan is going to hunt chickens and deer, and I’m going to sell Mario Bros . stuff,” my seven-year-old son Rowan announces at dinner one night. “Wow,” I laugh, “you and your friends sure have made some eclectic career choices.” I pause. “What...Read more +
Jun 21, 2012

Kids: Giving Them the Business

“She may as well be 50 years old. I like how she treats and values her work and her own intuition and product. Her intent is good to be around.” These words appeared in my in-box, after a birthday party down by the river. They’re the words of a grown...Read more +
May 16, 2012

Sharing the Days

It’s just nine in the morning, and I’m wishing to hear the garage door sliding shut, meaning Trenton is home, his bike parked. And I’ve never told him, because I’m too embarrassed of needing him this way. This desperate schoolgirl way that jumps when I hear him stepping towards the...Read more +
Mar 22, 2012

God-Talk at the Office

“Someone asked me an unexpected question at work today,” I mention to my husband, Brad, as we stand in the kitchen with our backs to one another. He stir-fries chicken at the stove; I chop broccoli and scallions at the counter, the chef’s knife tapping the wood cutting board like...Read more +
Mar 8, 2012

When I Grow Up, I Want To Be A ...

“Mommy, I know what I want to be when I grow up,” my daughter announces as she props her elbows on the kitchen table. "I’m going to be a missionary in Haiti.” Her breakfast springs from the toaster. I put two waffles on her plate. “Sounds fantastic, Lydia. But I...Read more +

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