She sat on my couch, shocked, devastated. As she began to tell her story, she pulled her feet up and sat with crossed legs, arms folded over the pillow she had drawn in to her chest. Even her body told the story. She was protecting herself.
“She knew. She knew because he did it to her,” she whispered.
Now in her 40’s and a mom herself, she had just learned that her own mother had been sexually abused as a child. The devastating blow was learning that the same man who abused her had also abused her mother when she was a child.
“How could she not protect me from him? She knew what he was! I mean, that’s a mother’s job!...
Our Son was Bullied :: Our Response
When we saw our perfectionist son's face as he waited for us in the carpool line, we could already tell that he had a bad day. He's not accustomed to getting in trouble for bad behavior and absolutely dreads our reaction, especially if it's disappointment. All of this was written on his face, and I could barely tell him "Hey, bud!" before he interrupted with a confession that he had gotten a mark that day, an indicator of not meeting expectations.
He's gotten marks before, usually for talking out of turn. In typical Type-A fashion, he's even earned them by telling on himself. If the teacher asked "Who was talking in the cafeteria?" he...
I have a new love for Christmas this year. This is the first year for us to celebrate Christmas in our new house! I can't wait to decorate all the rooms for the first time and for us to start making new memories in our house together. I am a traditions girl and I love to decorate, bake Christmas cookies, and drive through the Christmas lights. Last Christmas, we were living in apartment while we looked for a house, but this year we are settled. The mantle and the fireplace in our home are just right for hanging stockings. This year, Christmas is new in a joyful way, and I love it.
This has gotten me thinking about other Christmases...
I think that if you were to take a peek inside of my head, you would see something that would much resemble Target after Black Friday: everything everywhere, in desperate need of organizing, and too much chaos. There are wheels constantly in motion, trying to get ahead of the game but never quite succeeding.
You would see the woman who tries to be a good wife, who tries to remain calm in those moments where she wants to throw her hands up and walk away. She can’t stand arguments with her husband and apologizes at the first chance she gets. The divorce rate is increasing. She would never want to be that statistic.
There is the mom who does way too...
Do you ever feel like you're drowning in stuff? Especially toys?
I've always done my best to keep the amount of stuff in our house to a minimum, but it never seems like enough. Christmas makes things particularly complicated. You see, my five year old daughter is an only child. I have one brother who has no children. My husband is an only child. Both of our parents are divorced (Though my mom and his dad have remarried). So, as you can imagine, my daughter gets LOTS of gifts. After her first Christmas, I wished I had bought stock in the company that makes Amazon's gift wrapping.
Don't get me wrong, I'm incredibly grateful that my daughter is surrounded by so...
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