Lisa Appelo: Shepherding Children through Grief

In our final installment honoring Children’s Grief Awareness month, guest writer Lisa Appelo shares her wisdom from shepherding her own children through grief after the unexpected death of her husband. When I was newly pregnant, I bought all the books – What to Expect When You’re Expecting, the La Leche League handbook and more. IContinue reading “Lisa Appelo: Shepherding Children through Grief”

A Story I Cannot See

I’ve always been amazed at how quickly children change and grow. Nine months in the womb transforms a bunch of cells into a pudgy, giggling baby. Barely a year later, this helpless little angel throws her first tantrum, takes her first steps. The old parenting adage holds true that the days seem long but theContinue reading “A Story I Cannot See”

Martha Black: Encountering Death as a 6-Year-Old

Today’s guest post is part of our month-long series honoring National Children’s Grief Awareness Month. Growing up in small-town Arkansas, I was always a part of a tight-knit community. If someone wasn’t family, they still felt as if they were. My parents were even the leaders of the youth group at our small church. SuchContinue reading “Martha Black: Encountering Death as a 6-Year-Old”

National Children’s Grief Awareness Month

Nothing challenges parents more than shepherding a child through grief. Translating the realities of death and grief into terms a child can grasp tests all of our powers of communication, all of our relational skills, all of our capacity for empathy and emotional maturity. And yet, one of the greatest honors of my life hasContinue reading “National Children’s Grief Awareness Month”

It’s Alright to Cry

Since having kids, I’ve become a real crier. Perhaps motherhood’s hormones tipped the scales. Maybe I’ve just developed more empathy as I’ve aged. Whatever the cause, the result has been lots of tears in our house. Happy, sad, angry, wistful, frustrated. All the tears. They’re all welcome. As a regular crier, I’ve always disliked theContinue reading “It’s Alright to Cry”

The Man Of The House

In the first days after Rob died, one of his best friends came to visit us with a special word on his heart for my boys. Our families are very close; our children have grown up together. The two dads are so much alike that mine see Rob’s friend as a second father. When Rob’sContinue reading “The Man Of The House”

Bringing Up Boys

As a girl, I read Little Men and Jo’s Boys by Louisa May Alcott and dreamed of living in a modern day Plumfield, rambunctious boys running hither and yon. A life full of mischief and hijinks and outdoor play. Through my school years, my closest friends were always boys; and I was thrilled when God’sContinue reading “Bringing Up Boys”

The Man, The Myth, The Not-So-Legendary

Not so long ago, my son was invited to a roller skating party. He’s skilled at many sports, but roller skating has not really clicked yet, despite numerous attempts at homeschool get-togethers and birthday parties. In a world that preaches, “Dream it. Do it,” I’m a real countercultural voice when I remind him he won’tContinue reading “The Man, The Myth, The Not-So-Legendary”

Binomials and the School of Grief

Last spring when I did my homeschool planning for the coming year, I realized I’d hit a wall teaching math. I loved teaching my children math during elementary and middle school. The subject had come easily to me throughout my school years. As a teacher, I discovered patterns, logic and predictability I’d never seen asContinue reading “Binomials and the School of Grief”