Dear Dad,

Thank you for your kindness, your patience, your encouragement, your wisdom, your love, your faith, your support and your discipline. I know there were a lot of times when I did not appreciate any of these things, but I stand here today, in full awareness that I would not be the woman that I am nor would I be on the journey that I am on if it had not been for these things. Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for getting up when you fell down because it still shows me how to get up when I fall down. Thank you for your relentless work ethic and the blessing it has brought me and my children. Thank you for loving Mom. Thank you for loving us. Happy Father’s Day.

Thank You, God, for my Dad.


Thankful for Fall.

Hello November. I went for a walk today in the crispy air and crunchy leaves and balding trees and thought about life a lot. I thought about all of the things that my children have going and what they need to continue in the right direction and I pondered even more about the life that I want to live once I have completely worked myself out of the job of parent and into the job of life consultant. The thought of that day used to freak me out and make me cry for a lot of reasons, but mostly because I felt that this was the most important job that I would ever do. It is, but there are other things for me to do with my time on this earth. Other purposes for me to serve with the time I have left in this life.

November 11 : Veterans.

amflagThank you to all of the men and women who have honored our country through their military service! Freedom is absolutely, positively, not free.

Day 5: Being in the right place at the right time.

Traffic traveling southbound on Interstate 5 comes to a crawl as it makes its way through Vancouver under rainy conditions on Wednesday morning, Oct. 7, 2015. (Amanda Cowan/The Columbian)

Maybe I should have gone to Starbucks this morning. And the gym. This morning was a snowball that was moving rapidly downhill, picking up enough snow to wipe out some poor little unsuspecting village below. My oldest had an attitude, my second oldest was moving really slowly and missed his bus. My youngest decided that he forgot how to keep his hands to himself and other people in the house could not find anything. After things were found and everybody else was off to start their day, Nat and I found ourselves sitting still in traffic, which meant that a few of my personal morning plans were derailed. I was trying really hard to find something to be thankful for, when an opportunity presented itself for me to share with Nat how much I believe in him and how proud I am of him. I think I completely caught him off guard, but I hope that he remembers it down the road when he has accomplished something great.