Disappointment. Who doesn’t struggle with it? I certainly do. Seeped in expectation, I am constantly looking for the ideal in everything. My kids, my husband, work, vacation… What a struggle for me. I was recently having dinner with missionaries Todd and Beth Guckenberger when Todd told me, “Expectation is premeditated resentment.” JustRead the Rest…
I had a book proposal due to my agent in January. It didn’t happen. I tried. I stayed up late. I woke up early. I daydreamed about it, nicely packaged in the hands of editors. Today is March. I’m still not done. A few weeks ago I was asked toRead the Rest…
It’s easy to see hurtful behaviors when they’ve reached the extreme. It’s another matter to catch the impact of our seemingly helpful daily choices and interactions. A few years ago, my husband and I started watching Intervention. Sitting on the couch in the comfort of our home, the action-reaction cycleRead the Rest…
I didn’t want to…yet I did want to. Hungry, cold and dirty, my girl walked through the door, home from softball practice. She wanted a snack, to talk and a hot shower; in that order. I wanted…to keep writing. I was on a roll and it was going to tearRead the Rest…
It was a bad morning already. It was one of those walking-on-egg-shells mornings, with stress levels high and grouchiness oozing from every sleep-deprived face in the house. We all got ready for school in silence, but I just wanted to get out the door without any outbursts or meltdowns. I thought we’dRead the Rest…
