Posts

​Bad News Wednesday??

Image
​ Bad News Wednesday The other day I wrote about how bad news seems to travel in threes. I wish I could say that story ended there… but apparently bad news also has a preferred delivery day in our house — Wednesday. The other night I got the phone call no parent loves getting: my daughter broke her finger. And not just a little break. She broke it good. The kind where doctors have to numb it, reset it, and put it in a cast. When she decided to do it, she apparently decided to make it count. And as I sat there processing it all, a strange thought crossed my mind… every bit of bad news we’ve gotten lately has landed on a Wednesday. Now before anyone thinks I’m throwing a pity party, I’m not. Things could always be worse. There are people walking through far heavier things than a broken finger or the other bumps life has thrown our way. I know that. I’m grateful that this is the kind of “bad news” we’re dealing with. But I’ve also been praying lately. I’ve been praying for God ...
Post a Comment
Read more

The Steady One

Image
This one hit me differently when she said She tried to laugh when she said it — like it was no big deal. “Mom, I’m never the main friend. I’m always the side friend. The second choice.” She shrugged after. Like she’d already made peace with it. But I saw it. The split-second in her eyes before she looked away. The quiet ache behind the joke. And I hated that I understood it so well. Because being the “side friend” isn’t loud. It’s subtle. It’s being invited… just not first. It’s being included… as long as there’s room. It’s the “you can come too” instead of “I was hoping you’d come.” It’s sitting in a circle and somehow feeling like you’re on the outside of it. I wanted to fix it. I wanted to tell her it’s just a phase. That she hasn’t found her people yet. And maybe that’s true. But I also know some seasons of life are just like that. Not cruel in an obvious way — just quietly excluding. Inside jokes you weren’t there for. Plans that form around you inste...
Post a Comment
Read more

Strong Doesn’t Mean Unshaken

Image
When It Feels Like One Thing After Another 2026 has had one of the roughest starts we’ve had in a long time. You know the saying — bad news comes in threes? The older I get, the more I realize sometimes it doesn’t stop at three. It feels like roadblock after roadblock. Like every time we catch our breath, something else knocks the wind out of us. First, a breast cancer diagnosis in our family. That one stopped us in our tracks. The kind of news that makes everything else go quiet. The kind that makes you realize how fragile this whole life thing really is. Then there’s this season we’re in — fighting battles to preserve and protect our family, to continue our legacy, to keep building something strong for the next generation. And it feels like every step forward gets met with resistance. Paperwork. Stress. Waiting. Uncertainty. Over and over again. Add in raising a preteen — and if you know, you know. Trying to find the right words. Trying to help her navigate friendships a...
Post a Comment
Read more