Hi kids, Today, and many days in America, my heart is heavy because of the racism I see across this country. Since we moved here nearly three years ago, it has stunned me how segregated and divided this country can be. This past week I've read of black lives taken by white police officers in … Continue reading Wisdom for my Children- Day 22- Racism
Wisdom for my Children- Day 11- Your Mother.
Hi Kids, This one is going to be a hard one to write, but I pray an easy one to read. Today I want to talk to you about the most precious human being on the planet to me, your mother. I want to give you some advice on how to treat her. I always … Continue reading Wisdom for my Children- Day 11- Your Mother.
Wisdom for my Children- Day 9- Time
Hi kids, Dad here. Today we had the best of times together. We went to the beach and had a family day. Abi you were so cute, people on the beach were talking to you and when I'd walk past them, they'd say- "Oh did you see her blue eyes!" Sean, you were so fun, … Continue reading Wisdom for my Children- Day 9- Time
Wisdom for my Children- Day 1- Perseverance.
Hi kids, Dad here. Just typing these words, I'm finding a big old smile come across my face, thinking of you both growing to the age where you will be able to read this. I'm 29 right now, but in 30 days I'll be 30. 30 sounds so young to some, but to me right … Continue reading Wisdom for my Children- Day 1- Perseverance.
Conditions of a Fathers love
When I was 19 I remember thinking to myself, "I know God loves me, but I'm too dirty for Him, I've made too many mistakes, i've messed up too many times, and I've walked away too much. Surely there is a limit to His love." Now that I have a son, I can see just … Continue reading Conditions of a Fathers love
Sean- a poem
I cannot explain the emotion Churned up and mighty, just like the ocean To sit and to wait as my best friend heads off to theatre Anaesthetists and midwives say, "It won't be long til you see her" Then out comes a man, "it's time, nearly ready" I'm whisked into the room, feeling queasy, not … Continue reading Sean- a poem
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