“You have said you are Incapable?” He stood tall, looking down on her. “Yes,” she stammered. “That’s my name.” She pulled a wisp of hair from her eye where it had stuck because of her tears. He responded simply. “Your new name is Warrior.” Her eyes darted up to His....
In January of this past year, I completed the marathon of 24 years of homeschooling. And yes, that is every bit as big a deal as it sounds, and I’ll add that all my homeschooled kiddos are surviving the Real World and, as far as I can tell, they’re overcoming all the...
When I was sixteen, my mother put an ancient plain-covered hardback book in my hands, wanting me to read it. It had the most boring title ever, Stepping Heavenward. This was her book when she was young, she said. I groaned inwardly. Did I mention that it was ancient?...
Four years ago on this day, September 5th, 2009, I wrote my first “Reflections” piece on my blog. I mentioned something about a bleak financial picture and downsizing. The fact of the matter was that that morning—the morning of my fifty-second birthday, we had told...
Not long ago a young friend found out my age and expressed surprise. “I didn’t know you were that o—” She stopped. “I mean. . . .” She back-pedalled. “I mean . . . you’re not old.” She blushed. “I mean, I...
The other day my son asked me how long ago something had happened to me. (Can’t even remember what it was right now—must be the encroaching Alzheimer’s.) I said, “That was twenty years ago. No, wait a minute. It was THIRTY years ago. That was...
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