It was summer in Southern California, and our usual team of neighborhood kids had been playing up and down the street. Just like we always did. Nothing about the day…
My four-year-old granddaughter has played with miniature princess figures since she could hold them in her tiny hands. But on her fourth birthday she asked for a baby doll. None…
The calls came at random times of the day and night. “Mom, I love this place! I want to stay here forever!” “Mom, I can’t stand this place! I can’t…
My friend left her daughter at college today. And my mama heart ached for the goodbye I knew would be so hard for her to say. It’s been 20…
I put my girls to bed and then crumpled into a heap on my bedroom floor, first sobbing and then halfway wailing. My husband had been gone for weeks and…
“There are so many things I wish I’d done differently while raising my daughters, but sitting together at the family table isn’t one of them.” I spoke those words in…
In spite of raised eyebrows from family and friends, we boarded a flight to New York. My daughter had been having seizures for three long months. The first one, which…
She skipped and twirled into the room, her pink and purple tutu skirt like a streak of pastel watercolor. It was my granddaughter’s sixth birthday, and she couldn’t contain her…
“Don’t forget the girl on the bench.” It’s a phrase I repeated like clockwork every morning as I drove my three daughters to school. They rolled their eyes because they’d…
As a young mom of preschoolers, how do you deepen your walk with God when you can’t find a minute to spare for theological discussions, riveting Bible study groups, or even…
