A Safe Place to Land

lukaDoes everyone have a story where they “threatened” a parent with running away and the parent in response helped her pack for the trip?  I’ve heard many.  The retelling sounds so cute and makes the listeners nod with appreciation, connection, and approval of the parent’s wise response and predictable outcome—that of a short journey around the block or across the street to a friend’s house. Continue reading

Missing Child

BradleyBradley was 1.5 years old and I had to go to the store to return a pair of pants.  I figured while we were there, we would take his annual Christmas picture.  All went fine during the picture, so it was time to return the pants.

We went to JCPenney’s and I started the return process.  I smiled down at Bradley and then looked at the clerk to tell her what I needed to do.  I then looked down at Bradley and, to my horror, he was gone.  I glanced around, thinking he had just started to wander.  He was nowhere to be seen.

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Driving in the Fog

2018-08-22_9-27-58I’ve always used the metaphor of “driving in the fog” as a way to go as far as you can see and then you’ll see farther, or what’s next?

The drive from Waterloo, Iowa to Beaver Dam, Wi could often be full of foggy sections or just plain socked in with fog. My ex-husband was famous for driving too fast, no matter what the weather was doing. We would often argue about “Please slow down” or “Look out for the curves in the road!!”

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