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Lessons Learned 5: Limits

My mom taught an interesting dichotomy of limits. While there were definitely strict limits at home, my sister and I were always told we could do anything, be anything, go anywhere—in effect, there were few limits. As a girl, I did not have anyone in my life who said,...

T Minus 5 Days and Counting

I’ve been waiting for the reality of this move to Japan to hit the kids. I think we saw the first signs of it mid-week when my youngest daughter Cora Jo went back to bed at 9 am and slept another few hours, saying her tummy hurt. After dinner that night, she and...

Breathing Faith

My parents sent a box of gifts to Virginia last Christmas, and Dad had thrown in some of my old papers that he had found when he was cleaning. There was a stack of manila envelopes and an old journal with pictures of babies in flower costumes on it, and I wondered...