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Joyful When… Though my husband and I never discussed the number of children we wanted, we both knew we wanted more than one. About the time I began feeling confident as the mother of one child, we began thinking of trying for our second child.  I harbored a few concerns with having a second child;…

Our Wounds I am grateful that I was not a single mother raising my three sons. My husband was and is indeed a wonderful father, but he was also a wonderful dispenser of first aid. Whenever one of our sons suffered an injury, my husband, unlike me, stayed calm. For instance, when our youngest lad…

Stories Our lives are comprised of events, episodes and anecdotes exclusive to us. Even growing up in the same family, sharing the same adventures, misadventures and tragedies, our stories vary simply because we are unique individuals. For instance, my siblings and I shared the same tragedy; our dad’s suicide. But the tragedy interrupted and shaped…

Noticing Noticing when we are ill is the first step in becoming well. If we do not acknowledge our illness, why would we pursue getting better?   Like a runny nose or sneezing indicates the onset of a cold, my uncontrollable anger indicated that something was not right on my insides.  As much as possible, I’d…