Tag: forgiveness
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The Posture Of Shame
Nolan is at the age where he wants to do everything by himself. He’ll be three in a month, so his independence is understandable. He’s up for almost anything. Except that big-boy step of potty training. He doesn’t have any desire to do that himself. He tries, but he’s not all in on practicing. Nolan…
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I’m The Worst
I’ve got to be the worst nana in the history of the world. John and I were asked to help with our grands while their parents were at a work retreat, a job that’s a joy with an immense amount of humor thrown in for good measure. I needed to drive Cal to preschool in…
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What Are You Fishing For?
The pond behind our home is a treasure trove of amazing creatures waiting to be discovered. Or caught. The kids often fish back there, using everything from worms to hot dogs to bread for bait. (You’d be shocked at what’s attracted by wieners–they’re favorites of turtles and bass.) The fun is always in the catching.…
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I’m Stuck!
I’ve wandered the house aimlessly, with many things I could do, but I lack the energy or motivation to do them. I’m whining because I’m stuck. Unable to drive for a time because I can’t wear my contacts. My glasses are three prescriptions old so they’re of no use in navigating the streets. Of course,…
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When Words Are Weapons
It wasn’t my finest hour. One of my daughters had come into town for a day, an opportunity that’s always a delight because she lives quite a distance away. It was work-related, so we weren’t going to see much of her. We needed to make the most of our time with her. I didn’t. I…
Tip of My Iceberg 