I’m sure that I’m not using my title grammatically. But you get the sentiment… August, to me, is full of conflicting emotions. I hate the heat of a Texas August, but I’m not quite ready for the summer to end. I love the start of a new “academic calendar”fresh feeling, but not the sending-my-boys-back -to-school part. I’m glad we had a relaxing summer, but I wish we had gotten more done. You see what I mean? I think life with older teens is like that, as well. I love watching my sons thrive and move into their purpose, but it […]
Hello, dear readers! I have been busy finishing up my nurses’ devotional book, so I have been quiet on here. It’s very exciting and exhausting and exhilarating and… Whew! Too many emotions. If you would like to order it (even if you aren’t a nurse, you may know one!), I will include the link below. You can find it online at Amazon, Apple Books, or many places books are sold. https://books2read.com/u/mddyXy Thank you so much to those who have already bought it!
This time he is heading to a house with four housemates. More stuff. I’m a bit less sad than last year. I know he will survive and thrive. I watched him be responsible last year. Plus, it is the full college experience now. No covid mess! But it is still hard. Because I know it isn’t ever the same. Not really. He changes. We adapt. He “visits” home – on holidays and summers. When he’s home, he misses school. Ouch. Does he miss home when he’s at school? Doubtful. He’s having too much fun. But neither did I. That’s life. […]
(I hear MC Hammer singing that title, don’t you?!) Well, here we are – longest day of the year, true beginning of summer. It feels a bit flat around here. No vacation, many things are closed or restricted. I’m trying not to be bummed out, but some days it hits me. And our teens are especially prone to moan “I’m bored!” So let’s make plans for our stay-cation, shall we? Yes, I know the whole spring felt like a staycation, but work with me, people! Choose a few from below and do one or two or three each day. Some […]
Last week I had a post ready to send out on Friday. Then the case of George Floyd being killed by some Minneapolis police officers took the world by storm instead. So I was quiet, listening, learning, like many of the rest of us. The truth is, it is hard for a white woman like me to know what to say in such circumstances. “I’m sorry” seems too small. “I understand” is tone deaf – I can’t understand what his mother, his daughter, his friends, or his community feels like because I don’t have the same experiences. So I said […]