I’m sitting in a coffee shop, 7:30 in the morning, in downtown Phnom Penh. And so begins the transition home following two weeks of training…
Distractions
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Fall At The Farm
You know what we haven’t done in years? Visited a farm. Other than our own, of course.
A Legacy of Risk
Countless times in parenting, I have pulled back from the edge just before I made a choice. Maybe it was because I knew in my…
Friendship
Fifteen years ago, our families met at the end of a driveway. I had three children 5 and under and there were still boxes to be unpacked…
I Have a Funny Feeling I’ve Been Here Before
The weekend started with me saying goodbye to my husband and one of my sons as they headed out the door for a college visit. Yes, we…
11, 10, 8, 5, 3
I say “littles,” but in truth, we only have two actual little ones by my tally at this point. Simon is 5, and Jude is…
All’s Fair
After a week that felt like it might just burst its seams, the temptation to do nothing Saturday was strong. We had planned on trekking to…
All, Nothing, or an Imperfect Something
Mathäus had been gone a handful of days when we hit our first scheduling conundrum. We had set his first home visit two weeks out,…
All The Things
A few months back, an acquaintance made a casual remark about how she understood that our family was “against” outside activities. I suppressed a smirk…