While growing up, through a series of explicit and implicit messages, I believed “order” was necessary to be accepted, chosen and loved. In other words, I needed to be perfect. I couldn’t change the freckles on my skin (which I …
Silent Night
Now a few years removed from those early infant stages, it seems barely real; how I functioned through the bleary days after no sleep – night after night – pacing the floor alone with baby while the rest of the …
Wholeness, in Parts
I texted a group of mom friends this question: During the crazy holiday season, how do you create peace and wholeness – shalom – for your family? One mom responded that she needed some time to think about it and …