I was out of town last week. He went to church alone. As he pulled up to church a sudden sinking feeling crept upon him. Unsettling. Unnerving. So much so that he sat outside the church in the car for well over 10 minutes breathing a silent prayer. “Please God. Not today. Not here. Not…… Continue reading Not today. Not here. Not today.
We all see things through the glasses we wear, which have been tinted by the world experiences we have had. I wonder if the outcry would be the same if you replaced the word TEACHER with the words POLICE OFFICER? What if the word PARENT was replaced with the word CITIZEN? Does everyone in turn…… Continue reading Blue-Tinted Glasses
Silence. That’s what you’ve heard from me. Silence about the Las Vegas shootings. Silence because it takes me time to process events like this. Silence because I process these events quietly and privately. And, you know, I almost never do anything quietly. But senseless killings take me to a much quieter place where I have…… Continue reading Silence
Warning: I make no promises this post will not contain a bit of profanity. You can overlook it and cut me some slack or you may wish to not read any further. Either way works for me because sometimes, a situation just calls for a bad word or two here and there. I often recommend…… Continue reading Water Seeks Its Own Level
The biggest question I get from people when they find out that my husband and my son are police officers is always one of these two questions: “Doesn’t his job scare you to death?” “Don’t you worry about him all the time?” Well, I’m going to tell you the truth…because you know I write the…… Continue reading My Faith is Bigger than My Fear
I wrote this a year ago. Sadly, I still think it’s true. “We will never forget” is a lie. We forgot long ago and now we only briefly remember on the 9/11 anniversary. We pause at 8:46 for a moment of silence and then we move on. We say we’ll never forget to make ourselves…… Continue reading It’s a Lie
That one blue ribbon. I saw it as soon as I topped the hill. There were no other mementos. No other ribbons. Just one thin, blue ribbon tied at the end of the monument. And I wondered. I wondered who tied on that ribbon. I honestly don’t know why I wondered who it was, because…… Continue reading Someone