The NRA and Guns and Schools: A Balancing Act Not Completely Thought Through

On Monday morning of this week, after the horrific shooting in Connecticut, I woke up wanting the NRA to pay for armed security in our schools. And now, it seems, that is exactly what they are proposing to do amid a frenzied national outrage. I feel like a heel. In the moment, it seemed like a great idea. One of the most pointed responses was … Continue reading The NRA and Guns and Schools: A Balancing Act Not Completely Thought Through

Jingle Bells: The Third-Grade Christmas Sing and Shuffle

There they stood, in all their Christmas Cheer. The girls, that is. Many of the girls wore fancy dresses. Even a couple of boys were dressed in suits and ties. Most of the boys were dressed like my son, in sweatshirts and jeans. Ben sported a Harley Davidson t-shirt, and his ever-present baseball hat. They started out strong with Jingle Bells and plowed through the … Continue reading Jingle Bells: The Third-Grade Christmas Sing and Shuffle

Tiny and Fragile and Precious and Dear

If there is anything we have learned from the last week, it is that life can be tiny and fragile and precious and dear. There is no guarantee that we will get our Someday. Perhaps the greatest monument we can build to the lives that have been senselessly lost, is to live our best and biggest dreams now. Let’s not wait for the Someday around … Continue reading Tiny and Fragile and Precious and Dear

What if the NRA put their Money where we Hurt the Most?

The first thought in my head this morning was, “What if we didn’t have to be afraid?” It’s Monday morning. Already, back East, parents are sending their children to school, putting them on buses, or walking with them across crosswalks, holding hands. Today, across America, we will be literally sending our children into harms way. It feels that way. We don’t want to think of … Continue reading What if the NRA put their Money where we Hurt the Most?

Icebergs & Invercargill – What we did Friday Night

It was the worst night in recent history. It was the night the world reeled to learn that 20 first-graders and 6 adults at an Elementary School had been gunned down. It had been a day of tears and outrage, along with confusion and sorrow. It was also the day we had been given the news that we need to have my 8-year old go … Continue reading Icebergs & Invercargill – What we did Friday Night

Robert Parker, dad of Sandy Hook Victim, Emily Parker, on Compassion

Scott and I watched the CBS Special on the Sandy Hook Massacre on television last night after the kids went to bed. We have not talked to the boys yet. We didn’t have the facts. We are still wrestling with what to say and to whom. Some of the advice I have heard is that for children five years old and younger, we should simply … Continue reading Robert Parker, dad of Sandy Hook Victim, Emily Parker, on Compassion

Bittersweet: The Thud of Pulsing Grief in My Mommy Heart

In my own way, I revered the children lost today by holding my children tonight and laughing together at dinner. At some point during the weekend, I will have to introduce them to the idea of the tragedy that happened today in Connecticut, just not yet. Not yet. For tonight, they are sleeping soundly without┬ásadness. Before Ben returns to school on Monday, we will have … Continue reading Bittersweet: The Thud of Pulsing Grief in My Mommy Heart