My oldest son returned from Washington D.C. this afternoon after taking second place with his electronics design team. They literally designed a device that helped a person with disabilities perform her job more efficiently. She is now able to make minimum wage and even took home a monetary award for being part of this design… Read More Not Everything Changes
A freak accident… a heavy television sliding down the stand, blunt force trauma to a hand…my son’s hand. For weeks I had watched my coworkers pour their energy into preparing for an epic egg drop. A helicopter dropping 10,000 eggs is quite a sight. As the cars poured in, I thought, “God is so amazing”… Read More Pain
With over three minutes left in my son’s basketball game, I walked out. For the better part of an hour, I had watched my child run up and down the court, pass the ball, throw up shots, and guard his opponent. I had also watched him throw his head back, complain that he was not… Read More Restoration: Parenting
I’m going to keep it real. The past twenty four hours have not been my most favorite parenting ones. Moody is the flavor of the day and I’m not a fan. One gave me the silent treatment as I dropped him off somewhere because I didn’t get something washed for him. Another one was jumping… Read More I Chose You!