Stubborn Curls

When my Paul was about 3, he dreaded walking into new situations, especially where there were crowds. The Rancher who fathered him is rather bashful so I intelligently attributed it to that genetic frailty (I can say this stuff because he doesn’t read my blogs.)  I had to reassure Paul we would have a greatContinue reading “Stubborn Curls”

My Body is a Sagging Tent

A dear friend, 6 significant years younger than I,  contacted me feeling woebegone. She’s about to turn forty and she feels lousy. Her eye-sight is suddenly failing, her metabolism is on strike, and her children – all under the age of 8 – think they are smarter than her despite her doctorate degree. She’d envisionedContinue reading “My Body is a Sagging Tent”

Don’t Let the Dung Pile Too High

“Without oxen a stable stays clean,     but you need a strong ox for a large harvest.” Pr 14:4   If you have kids, you’ll have noise, sleepless nights, messes, and trouble. Either accept that or don’t have kids. You’ll also have laughter, delight, and a full heart. If you want a spouse, you’ll have growth-pains,Continue reading “Don’t Let the Dung Pile Too High”