When your child is sick, your holiday will look different.
Tag: Thanksgiving
My Thanksgiving Prayer
Mississippi isn’t known for its smooth roads, but potholes matter far less when you’re running. You can easily maneuver the adversity on foot.
Wouldn’t it be amazing if all of life’s struggles could be resolved so effortlessly?
Parenthood is feast or famine.
To the outsider, it looks like a job: Be a parent. But, from the inside, the highs and lows are epic.
Parenthood, at its core, is feast or famine. I have come to deeply appreciate – and suffer through – this truth in recent days.
Can you pursue motherhood and dreams?
I don’t have it figured out. I’m not even close. But this morning I woke up and accepted the challenge: try to be a mother and something else.
The Thanksgiving Torch
I started a fire…in the kitchen…the day before Thanksgiving. Needless to say, I make a terrible Southern woman.
A Holiday Fast
This year for Thanksgiving, I felt compelled to undertake a 3-day social media cleanse. It was an experiment of sorts to understand how the impacts of Facebook, news media, and even this blog shape my relationships and overall emotional state. Earlier this fall, I confronted my own addiction and was hopeful that a Thanksgiving fast would prepare my heart for the holiday season. In truth, I originally sought for my information purge to last an entire week, but I am a scholar rooted in reality – I actually wanted to meet my goal.
What changed?
Monsoon Togetherness
When I was in graduate school, I worked with several Indian students and these relationships were defined by the questions we asked one another. There always seemed to be something to learn. One day I asked a female co-worker, “Do you miss monsoon season?”
Her response was not quite what I expected: “I do. I miss everyone being inside together, even though there were many of us.”
In my mind, I imagined damp clothes, mildew, and body odor. What could ever be redeeming about such an environment? In truth, I had trouble seeing past the external to consider the internal.
Unlearning 