Like most children from divorced households I had a complicated relationship with my stepmother, Lynne. It took years for us to adapt to one another. ...
Throughout the lives of our children, we have to caution them against real threats in the hope that we can keep them safe. As my daughter nears her 23rd birthday and graduation from college, I had begun to cut back on the warnings. But now the warnings are coming in fast and loud, and not from me.
The night air was crisp as we stood next to our minivan on the exit shoulder; I hoped it would cool our feverish and frightened toddler. Her condition had been worsening during the long drive home and we were now afraid she was in danger.
Melanie was no longer exhausted and depleted, nor was she getting sick so often. By defining her own goodness, she no longer felt that she had to prove her love to anyone. She knew she was a loving person and she knew that she deserved to be treated with caring and respect.
What sort of price tag do we attach to each of those kids? The cost of a bullet? The cost of the gun that fired the bullet? The cost of a complete background check? The cost of asking before a play date if there's a gun in the house? Is it secure? Is it safely out the reach of our kids?
Is there anyone who has a child or a grandchild who has not seen or posted a digital image of this child on Facebook, Instagram or the like? My mother's refrain, "It sure wasn't like that when I grew up," is apropos, and it drives home the point that times have indeed changed.
A while back there was one of those "Maybe-I just-need-to-stop-reading-the-newspaper-for-a-while days. There wasn't a lot of uplifting news in the wor...
Originally published on Unwritten by Sara Heath. When I defended my senior honors thesis about Disney, it inevitably resulted in a conversation among...
I know how gun owners feel about their guns because I've known a lot of them, and most have been rational, educated and caring people, many with school-aged kids. So, why haven't these gun owners been moved enough by the killings of school children to join efforts to stop the carnage?
Remember when your children used to come up to you, give you an energetic poke in the thigh to get your attention, and point? We identified the object they were pointing at, named it for them, and sometimes even let them have it!
Think of anyone you love: your children, spouse, parents, friends. Picture the things you love about them, then picture them obliterated in a brutal split second. Because that is what we are agreeing to when we refuse to address our national epidemic of gun violence.
The Pope has left the building. He inspired hope. Now it's our turn to respond by acting on that hope.
It's been 2 years and 3 months since my father died. It's crazy how quickly time passes us by. I reflect on my father's life and on the lessons he t...
Rediscovering the joy of coloring is not only fun, experts say it is also good for us.
Baptism at 55 Wall Street. He couldn't have planned it better if he'd tried. What holier a night than one aimed at saving children? What holier water than that shared with family and friends? What better symbol of the Kingdom of God than a party you don't want to end?
Ida lives in a New Jersey suburb just ten miles west of New York City. She's 62 years old, has kept the same job in a factory for twenty-nine years and lives in the home where she grew up and raised her family. But for years, she has lived with a secret that not even those closest to her knew: Ida cannot read.