Sometimes I worry the only lessons I teach my kids are the lessons of achievement as I hustle through each day. Out on the smooth rocks of Utah, I realize maybe my kids are learning all the lessons I need them to learn.
Graduation time is a time full of promise. Am I living up to the promise I had? Or is there another way? A way to true happiness?
May. So overwhelming every year. So many directions to go. So many directions to follow. What happens when I fail to follow directions. Can that be a good thing?
One day you are walking your child down the street, holding their hand. Then you find yourself watching them learn to drive. Life moves fast. Are you moving fast enough with it?
When a conversation with my middle schooler about how much to care about the opinions of others teaches me how and when to care what others think of me and ties back to the Soup Nazi...life comes full circle like that sometimes.
Jerry McGuire famously shouted "Help me, Help You." As, one morning, I find myself channeling my inner Jerry, I wonder am I motivating anyone anymore? Who should I be helping really?
What do I do when the traditions of my past and the trends of today cause stress? The Bible tells me Mary paused to treasure all these things, but I can't even get my gifts wrapped.
Saying goodbye to a favorite uncle, a jolly guy who taught me so much about living, is hard to do.
December should dazzle. Yet, why am I always left feeling less than? Is it possible our culture sets us parents up to fail as the year comes to an end?
How can I love my family, so why are the holidays so exhausting? I explore the past and wonder if there are clues to making the future a little more merry and bright.