The Savior called me to run a marathon. He asked me to educate my own children. This isn’t his agenda for everyone; but it was his agenda for our family (see End of an Era). When he called, I was flummoxed. …
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The path is daunting. I’m in a turmoil of emotion as I craft this post. As usual, I’m attempting to juggle too many plates (again). Keeping everything up in the air is particularly challenging this time. Every plate is fraught …
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My husband did everything right in the past forty-eight hours. The man should be given an award of some kind, perhaps on an international level. He’s married to a writer. He has a tough assignment. My hubby had his hands …
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One of the hardest things about writing and seeking publication is rejection. Everyone agrees. You work so hard–your blood, sweat, and tears are given for your work. You float it out there to your critical, carefully-chosen first-readers. They critique. You adjust and …
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“You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me… This summer my organizational abilities dissipated. I entered my twenty-eighth year of homeschooling this month—the final year. When I began this marathon of blessing and character refinement, …
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“If I say, ‘Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night…” Within every family there is dark matter, lurking unseen, causing odd interactions, hinting at past grief, provoking reactions that are out of kilter …
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