Being the Parent Picked Last

Being the Parent Picked Last (image)

I was always picked last or pretty close to it when it came time to picking dodge ball teams in elementary school. Generally, I was selected just before the kid who was eating his own boogers. Read More

What I’m Learning About Finding My Village

takes a village

I want to boldly confess something important that I’m learning as I grow: that what is more important than how I feel is being an active part of a community. I will continue to extend invitations to fill our guest room and table with those in our growing village. Although I may still have to fight the deeply ingrained cultural mindset that says if I’m uncomfortable then I won’t do it, I will do so because of the long-term benefits, for both my family unit and those who are a part of our lives. Read More