What We Tell Our Boys

What We Tell Our Boys

As I sit here, my boys are heavy on my mind. Our girls, our boys, all of our children hold weight in my thoughts. By all accounts the five sons we are raising fall under privileged white boy status. We are not wealthy by any means, but that is not the privilege I am...
The Place Our Boys Need Us to Meet Them

The Place Our Boys Need Us to Meet Them

It’s evening, we are all gathered around the table, in between pickups and drop-offs, homework and practice, signing forms and organizing schedules, we have this precious time together.  Looking in, it would seem anything but — we are loud, a mouth is open while...
A Mama’s Prayer as the New Year Dawns + a freebie

A Mama’s Prayer as the New Year Dawns + a freebie

We set our gaze to the days ahead with a thrill of hope, we have rejoiced, and we hold close the anticipation of what the brand new year may carry for us and for our family.  As we ease into the beginning, I cannot help but wish these days of us all gathered together...
Dear Mom in the Arena

Dear Mom in the Arena

I see you struggle and I see you not give up.  Standing there muddied and bruised, but there you are, still standing.  Steadfast and weary, sometimes feeling you stand alone, questioning if it all matters, wondering if you are doing it right.  Is it really supposed to...