When you start to feel too cool for your parents…

My oldest son, Casey, started high school this year. It hit me not long ago that I only have FOUR MORE YEARS with my first born – with my precious son who made me a mother. I know that time will fly by, and it’s been hurting my heart that my time with him is…

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A Teaching Moment with a Slash

Sunday afternoon was pretty quiet. The boys had just finished watching some gospel-oriented shows while Jad and I took a little nap on the couch. Then, Casey and Rigel went upstairs. Casey came downstairs not long after, and told me that Rigel was making a card for his friend (we’ll call him Bob) that had…

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The Cries that Go Unheard

Sometimes you just feel that you have to write about something. I feel that way tonight. I am writing about something I am completely passionate about. Why have I not written about it before, you ask? I didn’t feel compelled to. Now I do. Many people who are passionate feel the need to spout out…

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A Tribute to My First Born

Casey, you are 11 years old now, and as I have observed your actions lately with admiration, I wish to honor you with a tribute. Are you always the perfect son? No, but I am not always the perfect mother, and nobody’s perfect. You and I both know where we need to improve, but that…

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Your last name is a part of you.

I wrote this article for a new website, mum.info. Before I submitted it, I had Casey read it. He said it was beautiful, and he started to cry. When I asked him what was wrong, he said he wasn’t sad, but that he had felt the Spirit. He said reading my words helped him remember…

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Live in the Light

Say the word house to yourself. Now say the word home. The words feel different, don’t they? A house is a roof over your head, but a home is so much more. To me, home is a very special word. It indicates a place of belonging, a place of love, a place of safety, a…

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This is how we do it.

I took the boys to the library last Monday night. I don’t usually look forward to it because Kamren always opens the elevator, he and Rigel try to run upstairs, and one or both run in the aisles. When in line to check out, Rigel was trying to touch the big screen. I asked him to stop, and…

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Let the Memory Live Again

As I have been writing this blog, I have felt this bold, and dutiful desire – even obligation – to share my past experiences, mistakes, trials and heartaches with  anyone in the world who would read my words. If you asked me last year if I would ever make a lot of these things public…

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