Posts by writingjoy
Old Enough To Know Better
Did you know that older children, especially boys, wait longer for sponsors? A couple of weeks ago, I met boys who had been on the waiting list for sponsors for six years. It broke my heart. Apparently, even in our compassion, we’re suckers for cute and little. I get it – I think puppies and…
Read More“Second Chances” Featured at BlogHer and Other Exciting News
I’m just a wee bit excited today. Why you ask? (Ok, maybe you didn’t ask, but I’m going to pretend that you did and go ahead and answer. You’re welcome.) First, my post “Can a Confessed Murdered get a Second Chance?” is being highlighted on BlogHer.com today. You can join me in either place for…
Read MoreI’m Exorcising Demons Today
I pick my way through the minefield of Legos set between me and the laundry. One Lego escapes detection and stabs square at the plantar wart that’s been throbbing up my leg for two months. I yelp and hop and fold over on myself. Tears blur the mayhem of puzzle pieces, Barbie clothes, still more…
Read MoreGratitude Can’t Stay Silent
(if you receive this post in an email reader, please click over to my blog to view the video.) I sent my kids to school this morning. The older two, that is. The youngest has decided I make a great jungle gym as I try to peck out a few words before we start the…
Read MoreI Am Addicted to “New”
He’s surrounded by dozens of cars, at least half of which are from the movies “Cars” and “Cars 2.” Yet, at least once a day he asks me if we can go the store with toys. Whenever I round the kids up to run errands, he asks, “Are there toys there? Can I get a…
Read MoreCan a Confessed Murderer Get a Second Chance?
Grieving is like riding a bicycle. Once you’ve done it, you never forget how. It crashes over you with breathtaking force. The swollen aching sinuses from hours of crying. The pounding headache. The bitter salt taste coating your mouth and throat. The bone-deep exhaustion. And it hits without warning. A couple of days ago I…
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