I had the privilege of being raised in the overflow of True Love. My parents set an example, which has inspired me on the toughest days of my own marriage. Their relationship started when she was 13 and he was 16, and going steady was the way things were done. Their young love never wavered … Continue reading True Love
Winnie the Pooh
I have always been a Pooh fan. I remember the books as a child and the wonder they created when the pictures and text danced together upon the pages. They were unlike “regular” books and, because of their creative formatting, little girls and boys would be curious enough to turn and discover something new on … Continue reading Winnie the Pooh
Cave Rescue
Our Uber driver told us they found the boys in the cave alive. “Isn’t that amazing?” he asked. I had no idea if it was or not, because I had no idea what he was talking about. I stopped watching the news a couple of years ago, around the same time I removed political opinions … Continue reading Cave Rescue
Under the Bus
We went to Seattle to see our shy, quiet little girl walk across the stage to receive her Masters’ degree in counseling. The bold and beautiful woman she has become is a wonder to watch. The transformation from her childhood to now is amazing and proof of what it means to be led by God … Continue reading Under the Bus
A Closed Door. An Open Book.
I closed the door to my Aunt Betty’s home for the last time today. Locked it up. Said goodbye to the cherry tree she loved so much. A few weeks ago, the grounds crew came and pruned the tree. Melinda and I cried, and as our tears flowed, we were ready to go to battle … Continue reading A Closed Door. An Open Book.
My Apologies
I owe my sons an apology. Allow me to explain. In the refugee camps, they have squatty potties. I will try to paint a picture, for those of you who have never travelled to a place with these kinds of potties. There is usually a building with a stall or two. In each stall is … Continue reading My Apologies
Dear African Woman
Dear African Woman, I first saw you as I stepped off the plane onto a dirt runway. You were outside the airport walking along the road in your dress with intricate designs and colors. Your baby was strapped to your back with a swath of cloth, and your younger child skipped along by your side. … Continue reading Dear African Woman
An Overview
The South Sudanese Refugee Teachers’ Conference was a success. There were approximately 35 teachers from four different schools. From my view, there were some standout moments. The first being the training on trauma. These teachers were not aware they have lived through trauma. They were not aware that their students have also lived through trauma. … Continue reading An Overview
Night and Day
The sweltering heat hung stagnant in the air. Except for the sometimes-oscillating fan, there was no relief. When the power was on, it was bearable. When it was not, it was suffocating. My best bet was to lie as still as possible, to avoid increasing my heartrate by tossing and turning to find relief. The … Continue reading Night and Day
Are We Together?
I found out at the teachers’ conference that even when you speak the same language there can still be barriers. Put two Californians, a Georgia peach, a Nigerian, several Ugandans, and a whole host of South Sudanese together and it is humorous to watch us all try to communicate…in English! The vowel sounds are not … Continue reading Are We Together?
Michelle's Mosaic 