Practicing the Art of the Pause

Practicing the Art of the Pause

I stood at the bottom of my stairs the other day for a good five minutes waiting for a child to actually come to the car. This may not seem egregious, but when I was told a couple of times earlier that they would be right down, my perspective was that that meant right...
A Shield of Faith

A Shield of Faith

Last night a little one hopped on to my bed as I took a late-night meeting. She waited patiently because she needed to talk with me. Quietly she whispered that her heart was hurting and that she needed my help. I nodded, tucked her in close, and continued my call,...
Hip Hop and the Gift of Motherhood

Hip Hop and the Gift of Motherhood

Last night I found myself in a hip-hop class. As I shimmied and shook my way through class, I wondered if this was worth it, and as I looked over at the girl next to me for inspiration, I thought how surely it was. Worth the sacrifice Awhile back, this daughter had...