I love these days with my boys. I love the Lego messes, the bathroom disasters, the sweaty bodies and the imaginations that cause all these. I have loved my sons at every stage, but this–this 8 and 10 year old stage–might be my favorite.
Archives for August 2014
Sexual Abuse: Sex Crimes, Criminals, Questions
One of the questions I have simmering in my brain much of the time is the question of what to do with “The Person” who committed sexual crimes against me when I was a child. I’ve forgiven–I’m sure I have–but he’s still out there, living life with a wife and children, working at a well […]
I Blame The Toddler
Aside from the completely awkward run in with the counseling center, this week shaped up to be an adventure in its own right. It probably began the morning my 2 year old woke me by tap-tap-tapping on my nose. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Feeling the soft chubby index finger over and over, I dragged open […]
She Tries Counseling (Almost)
So there it was, my birthday, and I’d just endured an hour and a half of traumatizing dental instruments poking mercilessly into my gums, when I decided to drive two blocks over to the Christian Counseling Center. My heart was already as traumatized as my mouth, and in preparation for an appointment with a therapist I […]