Posts by Amy

Our kids both break us and keep us going. They drain every drop of our energy and they give us life. They bring us to tears and make us laugh so hard we might even tinkle a little. We want to hide from them and also make them sit on our laps and never and…

What is the value of a life? Of the person you love or the person you hate. Of the unborn baby or the person who just turned 101. Of the one who you agree with about all the things or the one, you cannot understand one bit how their brain works? Of the Republican or…

I see you today. I see how you are just tired of all of it. Tired of the pandemic and politics. Tired of the day in and day out trying to adjust and adapt and rise to the occasion. Maybe you are even tired of your people and your places. And furthermore not only can…

I don’t want to be the Christian who sings. I can’t stop thinking about a story I read about Christians during the holocaust. These followers of Christ knew what was going on in their community. They knew people from their very town were losing their businesses and their homes and their rights and all this…

I used to make breakfasts for kids in footie pajamas swinging their legs at my kitchen counter. I’d cut up grapes on little plates and fill sippy cups with juice while fielding complaints because every single kid wanted the blue one. Now I make 4 frozen pizzas at once trying to keep up with how…

Today should have been her prom.   But instead, she is in the car with her father, taking her first trip outside these walls since March. A ride to the store is a treat that brought a tear to her eyes tonight.   We offered to do the whole prom at home thing that is…

Yesterday it was 7:00pm and we still were not done with online school. I refuse to call it homeschool because we are in no way, shape or form homeschooling here. That would imply I am doing the work of an educator. I do zero lesson planning or assessing or any of the actual work of…

They used to line up to watch me leave. Even if I was just running to the store for 10 minutes…5 little faces would be pressed up against the glass. “Don’t forget to beep and wave!” they’d yell, knocking each other over trying to claim their spot by the window. We eventually even had to…