My Mom’s Story – a first draft
For Mother’s Day. Several years ago while briefly visiting in the states, I sat down with my parents and …
For Mother’s Day. Several years ago while briefly visiting in the states, I sat down with my parents and …
During most of my last pregnancy I repeatedly told my OB that I did not want this child delivered by …
My missionary friend in Costa Rica wrote an excellent post on something similar to what I’ve been wanting to write …
Fifty one years ago this weekend my parents married and began a life together. But it was more than building …
A recurring question parents of college missionary kids (MKs) ask them throughout the year is: “Where will you be? What …
My guapo turns 50 today. And since one of his love languages is words of affirmation, here are fifty (go …
Those were my exact words, accompanied by an exasperated moan, as I hung up the phone…twenty-five years ago yesterday. Ignorance …
I worry because I love. I trust because I love. It’s natural; I’m a wife and mom. It’s supernatural; I’m …
Strolling down blog-memory lane, I came across the post copied below and laughed at something I had forgotten: that we …
Today is my birthday, and the answer depends on who in my family you might ask. My hubby, the only …
After glancing at the clock every five minutes for the past half hour, Béla, a twenty-nine year old Hungarian immigrant, …
Last summer I wrote a post called “My Mom’s Story – A First Draft” , a free-writing exercise that …
Our family is shrinking. It’s nothing new. This happens all the time: kids go away to college, get married, move …
Being in the states for a few weeks, I sat down one evening with my parents and recorded their stories …
Last year I wrote a post called “From Dedication to Graduation” after our son Joseph graduated. Three days ago our …
I’ve been found out. My ambivalent mother’s personality has been breached, via an e-mail I received. A retired missionary and …
Our second son Joey had surgery yesterday – a five hour surgery to reconstruct his ACL- and we were 2,000 …
We chatted with our oldest son a short time ago and my husband asked him how he was doing. He …
Take a glimpse of what we see when we leave the Institute in Oaxaca City, and drive back to our …
Our second son graduated from high school last week and flew back to the states yesterday. His room, empty. Our …
Another contribution from one of my kids. This one from our son in college. He won a video contest with …
Meet Bonnie and Clyde, our six month old puppies. They’re at it daily. Fully living up to their name, they …
There are some things one looks forward to getting; other things don’t stir such excitement. Like photos taken after a …
Ya’ll are too smart for me. Driving home from church yesterday, we passed a street vendor selling flowers and unique …
Not exactly, but today is both my birthday and the grand finale of the Guelaguetza, Oaxaca’s biggest festival. This past …
(written Saturday, July 19. Who knows when I’ll get to an internet place to get it posted) Although at the …
During most of my pregnancy I repeatedly told my OB that I did not want this child delivered by C-Section. …
We have been bombarded by snow – beautiful, inconvenient, enchanting, dangerous, breathtaking snow. Earlier this week it was an ice …
Our seven year old daughter is daddy’s little sunshine. Being sibling number four to three older brothers has given her …
It was a great banquet. Now it’s over…not just the banquet, but the season. Not just the season, but, for …
Twenty years ago today I walked nervously down the aisle to where my prince stood waiting. He was so …
My 18 yr. old son left to college in August and had to leave Rochester, his hamster, behind since his school for …
Yesterday I took mi marido guapo to lunch. One son plays high school football while another plays high school soccer. No …
I’m where I don’t belong. To where I do belong, I can’t yet go. Yet where I don’t belong is …