Poetry Friday: “Lament”

What do you do with a lifetime’s worth of possessions when the person who owned them is gone? It is normal within grief to keep everything, to give everything away, and anything in between. Physical reminders of a loved one can bring back happy memories; they can also provoke pain. In the end, things areContinue reading “Poetry Friday: “Lament””

Why I’m Homebound For the Next Two Weeks

This fall when I brought my children in for their annual physicals, I did something I’ve never done before. I had them each get a flu shot. Now, I have nothing against vaccinations. I see their value. My children all followed a delayed vaccination protocol through their early childhood years approved by our pediatrician. ButContinue reading “Why I’m Homebound For the Next Two Weeks”

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”

My BFF Won’t BRB

My daughter hops into the car after school bubbling over with the day’s news. In our short drive home, she gives me the social update for her classroom. Graham pushed Billy on the playground. Sam passed Katie a note during math. Sarah and Emma aren’t speaking to each other because Emma said Lucy is herContinue reading “My BFF Won’t BRB”

All Parts are Welcome Here

In the months since Rob died, our family has developed a dark sense of humor. On the ride to school the other morning (when all our best conversations seem to happen), my children batted around jokes of the “Yo Momma” variety.  “My Daddy’s so awesome God wanted him to live with Him.”“My Daddy’s so richContinue reading “All Parts are Welcome Here”

The Seven Month Altar

It struck me yesterday that we have lived the better part of the year without Rob now. The seven month mark was a tipping point. We are closer now to the year anniversary of Rob’s death than we are to his accident. Even when it has felt as though time has stopped, we continue toContinue reading “The Seven Month Altar”

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”