When You Don't Want To Go, But You Don't Think You Can Stay
"..in my life when I have shared about my heartbreaks, about us taking a stand, about rejection I have been made to feel that it was all my fault, that there was something wrong with me. But my friends yesterday cried with me, prayed with me, loved on me."
Of Award Shows and Mommying
"Motherhood. No one invites us to a fabulous banquet, gives us jewels and a gorgeous dress to wear. There probably should be something for us, but there's not. ... So tonight, here's to us mommies..."
Writing a Letter to my Young Sons About Purity
"You are valuable. Not because of what you do or don't do but because you are dear to the heart of God."
Getting Jack Bauer-like Before a Snow Storm
"At the last minute my preschooler had decided it was necessary to buckle himself into the seat. As I yanked him out he lost his shoe. 'Just grab your shoe! Carry it! Don't put it on, carry it!'"
A Letter to My Boys About Our Church Decision
"I don't fit in a denomination, and that makes it hard when finding a church for a family. But it also makes it wonderful because even though we will put down roots at one place, we can hopefully teach you about the big-wide-family of God."
Of Sleepless Nights at Two Years Old
"...the sun is up and you are asleep
and I am exhausted, but I still hold you"
"Enjoy your friends. Enjoy sliding down Alison's basement stairs in sleeping bags. Enjoy singing New Kids on the Block at slumber parties. Enjoy trying to knock each other off the teeter-totters at recess."
"I stressed out today that you weren't strong enough or coordinated enough to pedal. I worried that somehow I have failed you. I shouldn't."
"I have many horrible PE memories. One involves a vault in the gymnastics unit. There was also the swimming unit every year where I feared drowning - and therefore skipped out on as much as possible. And last but not least were the mandatory Presidential Fitness testing - which involved running and V-sits."
"You are not a label. You are not mild cerebral palsy."
"I sang it in between moments of screaming at God and questioning why. I sang it lying in bed with tears that would not stop. I sang it in the dark to give me a glimpse of light."
"My heart fills and feels like it cannot contain all the love that is inside of it."