Tag: brokenness
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The Gals Came Marching Group By Group–Now What?
The women’s march on Saturday, in Washington D.C. and many places around the world, was indeed a statement. The purpose? To present a face for the issues women must deal with. Challenges that are uniquely ours. The problem? Many conservatives saw it as exclusive. A way to push forward the liberal position. The reality? They’re right.…
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I Dunno
He prefers jumping to standing still. Throwing to holding. Ignoring to listening. He loves “boonies” (balloons) because they’re soft and bouncy. He’s clueless as to why he does anything. Two-year-old Ryken, with increased verbosity, has a stock answer anytime he’s questioned about his actions. “I dunno.” Usually followed by a shoulder roll or raised hands.…
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Two Of A Kind Beats A Pair
In poker parlance, that title makes no sense. I know. I learned to play poker when I was five. We grew up playing card games. Canasta, Crazy 8’s, Old Maid. Poker was just another card game. Our favorite chip of choice was the little silver disc that was popped out of electrical outlets in new…
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It Never Gets Old
You’d think by our fifth wedding, I’d have some familiarity with routine. Expectations. What became abundantly clear was that, apart from that fact that a couple ended the evening as husband and wife, there are no givens. No guarantees. But a lot of fun. Our daughter, Courtney, married Michael Wickberg in an evening ceremony in…
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Left Behind But Not Left Out
Seventeen of us set out, the day a bit dreary. Colder than expected. Slight drizzle. Four of us never made it. Sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? If you’re one of the ones left behind, it is dramatic. Let me back up the boat a bit. Our extended family was going for a bike ride in the…
Tip of My Iceberg 