After mothering small people for fourteen years, I've become a master at the closed-ended question. I only want a yes or no when I ask if you brushed your teeth. I don't need the six point treatise on why you haven't obeyed or who prevented you from obeying to the fullest extent possible ie: "I ... Read More about Life as an open-ended question
Five Minute Friday: Messenger
Hello, Friends. Welcome back for another Friday spent with Lisa-Jo and the Five-minute crowd. Today, we're taking five minutes to write on the prompt Messenger. Do you have five minutes to write, read, or both? Why don't you join us? 1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, ... Read More about Five Minute Friday: Messenger
Desire lights the way
I have a friend who possesses the gift of perseverance. She nearly died after giving birth. She also survived cancer and hard times and her husband's betrayal. Another friend used to struggle to stay sober. She lost her health, her baby, and her marriage. Today, you wouldn't know how hard she fought ... Read More about Desire lights the way
Fashioned for this work
I began my brief career as a nurse, with no vision, apart from survival—my own and that of my patients. Fear drove me, rather than love for the work. In an attempt to find a job that didn’t suck the life out of me, I bounced from hospitals to long-term care to pharmaceutical work. In stark ... Read More about Fashioned for this work
Je suis crazy
I quit taking French lessons a few weeks ago, mostly because I found myself writing very large checks, and then forgetting to show up to my class. There is nothing more embarrassing than congratulating yourself on all the "extra" time you found on a Thursday morning, only to receive a phone call ... Read More about Je suis crazy
Grasping at sunshine
This time last year, we spent a few weeks in Switzerland saying our goodbyes. We watched the movers pack away nearly four years of our lives into cardboard boxes, and we shut the door on the little gray house for the last time. When I think of all the sweetness and welcome and respite we found ... Read More about Grasping at sunshine
