Don’t put that word in my mouth

She did it again, God. But this time, my sweet youngest child heard her. And so, I had to speak up not once, but twice. First, to her. Then, to him. It seems the order should have been reversed. You know who I’m talking about. The one who speaks before she thinks. The one that…

Longing and a hard truth

It is because I lust for it so that it eludes me. Or so I surmise. And I do mean lust. I can feel the desire for it physically. It only makes the object of my lust more embarrassing. After all, financial security is not sexy. No. It is not supposed to be lusted after….

A mama’s Christmas arsenal

I hugged my son, long and hard, as his shoulders heaved and he let out the emotions that had roiled just below the surface all day. His sobs brought tears to my eyes and I held him so tightly, willing the pain to go away. And yet, I know, pain has a purpose. But, that…

The time between door slams

The door slammed and I heard my sons’ voices fade into the night. I believe they were bantering about the World Series, and whether their hometown Cubbies or my hometown Indians should win. And then, silence. The dog looked at me and I at her, both of us at a loss. We are used to…

Enough? Hell, yes.

I tell my kids often that they are enough. You will know what that means if you have ever felt like you were not enough. Enough to ace a big test. Enough to get that promotion. Enough to be loved in your ugliest moments with your jiggliest bits. It is important to know that we…

Know from whence you came

“You do not come from this.” I said it to my son, matter of factly, calmly but with very clear emphasis. The “this” at the time was—well, you fill in the blank. If you have children, you know from time to time that they test limits. Whatever it was—lying, not giving a true effort, letting…

Holy making

I do what a lot of us do on a typical day. I wake up, get kids to school, work, work out, shop, cook, pay bills. On the good days, I find joy in the process. Or rather, it finds me. On the worst days, I wish for—what? More adventure, more money, more time, more…