Occasionally my kids like to walk quietly into my room while I am still asleep and stand next to my bed until by some sixth-motherly sense, I realize they are there and wake up in a hot sweat. Whether they have said anything or not, I’m never quite sure. I just know that one minute … Continue reading Thoughts on death.
Month: November 2019
The new normal.
Many of our sweet girls that have lived in our home have come from hard places. When they would tell stories about their childhoods, they would talk about their circumstances so cavalierly. They would talk about crackheads on the corner, watching domestic abuse in their home or having a family member be incarcerated. They would … Continue reading The new normal.
Daring to Hope 