Eighteen-ish years ago I sat in a Sunday school class and listened to Mr. Tague give a lesson on prayer. I didn’t know boredom before that lesson. Really. The only thing I can honestly remember was hoping we could actually … Continue reading →
“I don’t get cold because I’m an Eskimo from Alaska” A couple weeks later…. “Why don’t you go play outside before it gets dark?” “I don’t want to, it’s so cold outside!!!” “I thought Eskimos didn’t get cold?” “Well, ummm, … Continue reading →
Why can’t children blow their noses? Like, put the tissue up to your nose, blow all the gunk into it, fold it, repeat. Minimize the amount of tissues because (1 I don’t like seeing your nostrils red and sore because … Continue reading →
Did you guys know that you can have no words to write for months, suddenly become so blindsided by an issue that the words flow like a river, and then just like that, they’re gone again. I spilled out my … Continue reading →
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Three and a half years ago, Colm received a label. Special needs child. I was terrified of those words. I was terrified by what it meant. I was the mom of a special needs child? That couldn’t be possible. I … Continue reading →