Category Archives: Mama Life

This post has been sitting in my drafts for months, since the Man-boy actually turned 15 last June. All the ideas were there from the start, but for some reason, I couldn’t get the words out right. I’m still not … Continue reading →

Chores. The word falls with a clunk from the tongue. It is neither romantic nor poetic. When we describe something as a chore, we say it with deep, heavy sighs and dramatic eye rolling. “Oh, that was such a chore.” The … Continue reading →

Depression is the cancer of the soul. Infecting. Inflicting. Consuming. It comes quietly, inch by inch, until the consumption is too much. Mentally and emotionally well people do not suddenly become depressed. The progression is slow, almost imperceptible. O Lord, … Continue reading →

Dark sea of confusion and fear, ebbing and flowing in the mind, rolling like waves through the storms of life. When that dark sea becomes placid, thick waters pull down into the depths where the surface is always out of … Continue reading →

Six days after that wild ambulance ride, Caleb walked out of the hospital on his own two shaky feet, giant Tigger balloon in hand. The doctor’s marching orders were scary: anti-seizure medicine to be carried at all times, Tylenol at … Continue reading →

John sat in the front seat with the ambulance driver, road atlas in hand, trying to find the quickest route to the children’s hospital. We stopped on the side of the road to meet the paramedics, who gave Caleb anti-seizure … Continue reading →