Raising children is exhausting. Marriage is hard work. Schedules are hectic. But, I promise, if you press on in the hard times, you will also press through them. When we moved into this house nearly twelve years ago, the oak tree in my front yard was just a sapling being propped up
He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink. ~Virginia Wolfe I had trouble falling asleep Saturday night, so I got up and eventually found myself “shopping the house” to accessorize my latest living room arrangement.
As I was lying in bed the other night, my thoughts were about a boy; a former student of mine whose mother worried over him. In different conversations, she would mention certain observations and behaviors that concerned her: loss of appetite, trouble sleeping, fatigue… As I thought about our conversations