Finding Our Way

As a child, getting lost in Woolco (not a typo, and yes it dates me horribly) or Sears was my worst nightmare. As a mom, the thought of a child lost, could keep me awake most of the night. Feeling lost is scary. The unfamiliar feels threatening and the cold fingers clenched around our hearts … Continue reading Finding Our Way

The Lesson My Son Taught Me

I wrote this a couple weeks back but didn't have time to get back to it until now. Even though National Novel Writing Month is over, the lesson my son taught me applies to more than writing. It's a life lesson. Today the 5:30 am wake-up call got old. Correction; it got old a few … Continue reading The Lesson My Son Taught Me

Turn Home

Home. What is your reaction to that word? I imagine there are as many different responses as people reading this blog. What got me thinking about home was the study of the prodigal and a very poignant scene in a book I read a few months back. The prodigal ran away from his home. ┬áHe … Continue reading Turn Home