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Rare disease stole my life (and gave me a new one)
After having three children in three years, I thought my life’s plan was pretty well outlined. And I was pretty happy about it (in between the diapers, screaming toddlers, and late night laundry). My husband, my three boys (and maybe, just one more…), and I would grow up, laughing and running, teaching and learning. Living…
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“Alive” Song and Video Worldwide Debut
It’s hard to fully share with others what the life of facing Hunter Syndrome is like – from diagnosis, to grief, to fighting to save your child. I sat down one evening, after the kids were asleep, with some song lyrics that I had begun about this passionate and painful life we lead. Within 30…
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7 Reasons Why This Parent Is Thankful Donald Trump is Running for President
I don’t tell my kids how they should view the world. I do tell them how I view the world, how I would vote, and why. But someday (and that someday is like a speeding train from pre-teen to eighteen), they’ll have to make their own voting decisions and I want them to be informed.…
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Why I Freak Out When My Son Says He’s Going to College
I don’t know what dang blasted cartoon is telling my son about things like high school and college, but I want to ban it. I drive down the road, rocking in my minivan, 90’s music on a low rumble so my kids can’t hear me sing, and my 8yo is going on and on about…
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Jesus Peeps
I’ve been meditating on John 17 today. It really is a mesmerizing piece of Scripture. It shares part of a conversation between Jesus and the Father that I can practically hear live. Jesus had peeps. People. A Tribe. People that he cared about deeply. He was human, after all. And when he spoke with his…
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Why I gave my son 5 M&Ms when he asked about Donald Trump
“Mom, how much money does Donald Trump have?” “Millions, billions,” I answered. “So, he’s rich? I wish I was that rich.” “Hmmm. Yeah, he’s rich.” “Someday I’m gonna be rich.” “If you had $100,000 right now, would you be rich?” “No.” He looked confused, frustrated as if I just could not understand what rich was.…
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Confessions of a Stay-At-Home Momwriter
I never wanted to grow up to be a writer. I wanted to be something like the President…. Ha! And I didn’t move to Nashville to be a songwriter. Instead, I moved to be a lawyer. BIG difference. But I’ve been writing my whole life. From essays, short stories, and poetry as a teenager, to…
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Project: Suffering
I’ve read the entire book of Job in one sitting twice in my life. The first was on a plane. A window seat in an aisle to myself was the setting for my anguish and my desperate reading. I was pregnant. But not for long. The day before I’d been told that my hormones would…
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Life is short. Ask … anyone.
Yesterday our community, and our family personally, felt the horrific loss of Sharron Cantrell, the principal of Spring Hill Elementary School, Case’s school. It was a shock to everyone. I know that there are many, many people who feel the loss in a greater and more personal way than me, Case, or the rest of…
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Proud resident of Chaos, Tennessee
A dirty shirt still 20 feet from the laundry basket. The matching pants 10 feet further, still inside out. A toy that will pierce the bottom of your foot. Next to one that’s broken because it already has. A few crumbs on the floor… well, a lot of crumbs. Even more crumbs next to an…