God has put all kinds of teachers in our path They’re disguised as bosses and baristas, friends and foes, artists and authors. And daughters.
Monday was our daughter, Katy’s 28th birthday. She celebrated with friends in D.C. where she lives. As a mom, celebrating her from afar, I started to think of some of the things she’s taught me in the past 28 years. Here are just a few: Continue reading
Tuesday we had a large group of people over for a BBQ in our backyard. It was truly the perfect Minnesota summer evening. Dry, 78 degrees, miraculously mosquito-free. (for a minute I looked around thinking Jesus must be coming back).
It was a delightful evening of good conversation and laughter, but it’s not like everything was perfect. John burned most of the brats and 7 (yes 7!) people cancelled within an hour and a half of our start time.
It’s not like everything is always coordinated. I’ve been known to use a hodgepodge of leftover holiday paper napkins. Other times we’ve planned for outside but at the last minute rain has blown in or it’s been so hot and muggy we’ve had to frantically un-set and re-set for Plan B, everyone preferring to crowd in our small, but dryer, cooler house. And I don’t always usually handle this well. Often I’m just a stressed out hot mess about change and flexibility.
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