My granddaughter Lilly’s fine hair is often tangled. I used to comb out her tangles with a fine-toothed comb. (See the light blue comb in the photo above.) No matter how gently I combed, Lilly pulled away even when her hair was not tangled. Finally, I decided the comb’s teeth were too sharp for her … More Lilly’s Logic
When my first child was a baby, I noticed a pattern of behavior. At developmental stages my baby fussed for several days. Nothing I did comforted him. Then suddenly he would learn a new skill. He rolled over, or sat up, or crawled. Unseen by me his little mind had worked until it mastered his … More The Pattern of Struggle
My two-year-old grandson was very proud he could carry his own backpack. He strutted around with a big grin on his face every time he walked to the car. On a recent visit, he stayed overnight with us at our hotel. The next morning, I was in a hurry. I gathered all his things and … More Soul Strain
Two and a half years ago our neighbors were transferred to another state for a job that would last approximately two years. They sold their house and said their goodbyes. Fast forward to fall 2020. One day I saw her walking in front of their old house. “Is that you, Cece?” I asked. “What are … More ASK!
