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We Raise Children, Not Lawns

Each spring, for years, my husband would throw grass seed in our backyard. As soon as the soft green spikes would begin to rise from the ground to…

It’s a beautiful day. The sun is shining with such intensity I find myself squinting. Every time I venture to my mother’s grave, the sun shines…

We spent spring break in quarantine, and our summer getaway is heading toward mask-clad lockdown. A family vacation is about to take on a whole new…

I want highlight reels of my life but not just the images—the feel, smell, taste, sound, and sights of years ago. Actually, I don’t really want…

This week my first grader came home with a paper bag and an assignment to fill it with items from our household that represent our family. In weeks…

I took this picture because I wanted to remember. I wanted to remember the way my grandma’s hand felt under mine, her soft skin wrinkled from years…

In the 1980s and 1990s, my mom and dad were my Sunday school teachers at different and repeated times throughout my youth. Their tenure was broken…

Snow day . . . before Christmas . . . in the month of December—for the working mom or any mom, it might as well be a natural disaster. I…

“All the Christmas ornaments are destroyed,” my husband Greg said one Saturday this fall. “What?” I glared at him like he was crazy, because…

As much as I hate to admit it, I’m a stickler when it comes to decorations. Once, when my older girls were toddlers, I thought it would be so…