Why I am making you practice your violin

Without fail, after the lesson with her beloved teacher, my 8 year old loves violin.  Without fail, after a recital she also loves violin.  Without fail, when she plays with other kids who play violin, and they have fun together, she is swelling with pride about her ability. this video is too dark, but you can…

A different Advent celebration.

Christmas has always contained some amount of stress. Panic sprung as the wave washed over and traditions were left floating in the sea of life around me, left behind perhaps to be picked up next year. There’s the advent calendar that didn’t get attended to daily.  There are the books never read, the movie we forgot to watch, the…

the story

because perhaps i have been here so long, the story can’t be told without the pictures. and because i have been here for so long, there are so, so many pictures. some so old, you may have seen them before. but regardless, they tell the story of lives.  firsts.   and of blessing granted. pictures…

Rolling over Redemption (a minimally refined SFD)*

When the kids are bored sometimes I tell them to go hunt ladybugs or to go roll over a rock to see what is there.  I don’t know, it works for me, that rock rolling over thing. Except now I get more complicated, I want to roll over the rock of what is the difference…

Being Silenced

This post is about being a female in the United States.  It’s different here than in other places, because we expect that we will be treated a certain way:  with equality.  But it is not different here than other places in that our country by and large is run by older, usually white men.  And…

Prayer for some small things, and some big things.

An author I thoroughly appreciate is Brian Doyle.  He wrote Mink River and The Plover.  I haven’t read one of those, but the one I did read I wished it would never end.  He is a Portland author and his book took part on the Oregon coast, which is a place that has some magic…

Ideas I love: Kintsugi

Several years back there was a violent death of five individuals that touched our family.  All the deaths were born out of generational trauma and the ultimate price was paid by a brilliant and beautiful young man and four members of a marginalized group of people doing nothing more than going to the doctor in another…

Graduating.

Traveler, there is no road.

Make the road by going.

By going, you make the way

Playing Candyland.

When a 6-year old calls out to you, “Let’s play Candyland!”, how do you respond? Someone in our house is continually trying to throw Candyland away.  Trying to convince the kids they are “too old for Candyland,”  (whaaat?) Perhaps the most important part of my job these days is saying, “Ok, Candyland, not Uno?” and…

No kids

When there are no kids, the dog gets walked. When there are no kids every drawer gets organized. When there are no kids, there are no conversations with the neighbor girl about sitting. When there are no kids, old chores, piles and details scurry from industrious mothers. When there are no kids mom and dad…

The Year of Living Domestically

I guess I was about 13 or so when the movie “The Year of Living Dangerously” came out.  I watched it and at that point, I pretty much knew what I wanted to do with my life.  I wanted to be a foreign correspondent, a journalist in another country.  Well, since I foolishly believed people…

Going back…

I can’t recall how long ago it was, I realized that I really, really really needed to practice being thankful more in order to… I don’t know, fill in the blank, not be angry (long story), be nicer, be more patient, forgive myself, take time to play with the kids… etc. The usual suspects. And…