I think other things may be bothering me, but right now it’s manifesting in not being able to choose a name for our baby. Is this completely redonkulous or what? The current conundrum is that for baby boy’s middle name I want a family name from my Father’s side to celebrate our baby’s African-American heritage. Problem is we want to skip over my Dad, (see 2nd to last post) but the further we go back the less we know. For... Read more
Though he won’t admit it fully, my husband is addicted to chocolate. Whereas I can eat my chocolate treats slowly over the course of a week or two, he’ll devour every last piece of chocolate in our house in a day or two. In order to make peace we decided we would each get the same amount of whatever snack & I would hide mine. That way whenever I wanted it I could have it & he has to use... Read more
A few years ago I lost dear old Dad. As I’ve said in many blog entries, speaking engagements & one-on-one contexts, “Dad” was a sexual abuser to me for about 10 years and then spent over half my life in prison for the crime. After he died I found out not only did he betray me by fabricating a story to his side of the family saying my mother lied about the abuse for revenge, but I was the only... Read more
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When it comes to packing I am the worst! Yep, I’m the girl who has to pay extra in the terminal for extra weight, and that was back when 75 pounds was standard, not 50! I’m the girl who had to unpack 10 outfits (yes, 10) for our honeymoon because my luggage didn’t have wheels & it was literally too back-breaking for my new hubby to carry. I’m the girl whose had to shamefully take things out in front of... Read more
Yesterday as I was driving through the parking structure to get to my Doc’s office, this car in front of me was going like 2 mph & of course I was running late. Without even thinking about it, I said out loud, “c’mon you jerk! What on earth is wrong with you??” And then I heard a little voice from the back seat. It was Ransom. He said loudly with an adamant tone, “Jerk!” Oh, the shame. I told him... Read more
Ransom’s 1st day of 4’s pre-school was today. He went last year for 3’s so he’s been eager to get back. Of course his only issue this morning was, “please, Mama no pictures, I don’t want to take more pictures.” When I firmly stated that pictures are very important to Mama and that years from now he’ll be glad I took pictures, he said, “oh all right but just hurry it up, okay Mama?” We bargained that I’d take 5... Read more
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*This post is a part of the gabbingwithgrace.com Book Club, except we are one week behind. Today, we discuss Chapter 4, Kneeling: Embracing Servant Love as our Primary Model. The core truth starts off with a bang: the primary purpose of a Christian leader has everything to do with how the leader positions themselves with those they lead. This is challenging. I am, most unfortunately, the type of leader that is motivated by control & power. I mean, geez, why... Read more
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