Words Matter

There were a lot of children running around and we didn’t know any of them well. It was hard to figure out which kids went with which parents and which kids were actually staying at the house where the dinner was being hosted. Katie was overwhelmed and sticking pretty close to me all evening. There

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“So, you didn’t get invited to honors night….”

Towards the end of the school year, social media was upsetting me. I wasn’t proud of this, but all of the honors nights and academic awards made me sad. I know it is completely appropriate that parents are proud of their excellent students and want to post about their achievements.They didn’t do anything wrong. It

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What Language Shall I Borrow?

I could tell by her face that it was something bad. My daughter Caro was walking towards us after she’d gone to get water out of the car. She’d locked our only key in the rental car. We were in Puerto Rico for a family vacation. We’d spent the day hiking and driving up the

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The Gift of Siblings

We didn’t do the math.   Four children and two adults is not nearly enough adults.   Bryan and I have to divide and conquer in order to cover our bases. Usually, this works just fine. People have stopped asking us, “Where’s your husband?” or “Is Anna coming?” unless they want the full run-down of

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“Nothing Is Better Without You”

I love it when children teach me something.   Our church held it’s first ever “Spring Fling” festival on Saturday, with a kid’s zone and face painting. There were local artisans, a twirling demonstration and live music. There were also food trucks, which is very sophisticated for Watkinsville, and my friend Susan and I were

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Hey Moms: What do you love?

I woke up Friday and before I even got out of bed, I prayed: “God, please be really clear with me today. I don’t have the vision or stamina for nuance.” The night before, I had gone to sleep crying. One of my kids is being hard in the way that is my kryptonite. I

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Showing Up…For the Healing

The things that I worry about are never the things that actually go wrong.   I was worried that Caroline was going to get hurt playing basketball. Instead, Elizabeth got hurt playing outside the high school during a Saturday home game. She was racing her sister, looked over at her dad and ran into the

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Showing Up…and Standing Out 

It’s too bad that we can’t all make t-shirts with printed statements and have our kids wear them around town. It would be a great way to get the word out and avoid awkward conversations. I’ve considered the following slogans for my kids: My birthmother chose these white people. My mom isn’t making me dance.

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Showing Up…and being the boss of our own bodies

My son’s homework for AP Government was to watch the debate. This was going to be a problem. I had no plans to watch the debate. Debates make my stomach hurt. I’m counting down the days until this election is over. I hadn’t talked to my teenagers much about what Donald Trump had said on

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