poetry

The Rock

  She is a stone, a rock, formed by raging lava intended for evil destruction. Fiery, steamy, expansive boiling rising up to form solid rock. She is the fortress, the bulwark, the secure resting place, immovable, sure, steadfast. She is the foundation, the sure footing, bedrock from which to launch. She is leverage, her abiding…… Continue reading The Rock

Friends · Grace

The Gift of “Me Too!”

The more I learn about people and the more I learn about myself, the more I am convinced that one of our basic needs is to not feel alone. We are not meant to be alone. Not physically. Not emotionally. In the dailyness, when I’m doggie-paddling and hoping to stay afloat, I long to hear…… Continue reading The Gift of “Me Too!”

Faith · Family

She Did What She Could

Sometimes I worry that I’m not doing enough. Or that the things I am doing, I’m doing all wrong. There is this inner voice that doubts and criticizes – You let the kids have sweet snacks too often after school.  or You don’t make the kids a special snack, like cookies, often enough after school. or You should have…… Continue reading She Did What She Could

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Swimsuits, Modesty, Sexism, and Respect

This video about the evolution of the swimsuit keeps popping up in my Facebook newsfeed. It is a nine-and-a-half minute, anti-bikini argument filmed in a TED-talkish sort of way. Jessica Rey, founder of Rey Swimwear, is marketing her product — expensive, modest swimwear designed with Audrey Hepburn as an inspiration. And Rey makes some good points.…… Continue reading Swimsuits, Modesty, Sexism, and Respect