I felt my back pocket. It wasn’t there.
I looked in my purse. It wasn’t there.
I looked in the console of the van. It wasn’t there either.
I had left my phone at home. Ugh! My heart raced a little at the thought. Continue reading “Triggers”
I felt my back pocket. It wasn’t there.
I looked in my purse. It wasn’t there.
I looked in the console of the van. It wasn’t there either.
I had left my phone at home. Ugh! My heart raced a little at the thought. Continue reading “Triggers”
When a baby is born, the doctor cuts the umbilical cord. From that moment on the child is unattached to his parent. He/she is free, so to speak. Most parents immediately attach an imaginary rope from themselves to the child. Continue reading “Parenting: Umbilical Cord to Invisible Rope to Freedom, It’s Hard Work”
When my teenage son first disclosed he was watching pornography, I was shocked–partly because he was my “good” child. Of my four children, he was the only one who had not lied to me or deceived me (so I thought). Continue reading “Betrayal and Lying: As Hurtful As Watching Porn”
Parenting is a big deal. I mean a BIG DEAL! I cannot boast about always handling this role well. I didn’t want to be a parent to begin with. But I am so grateful to be a mom, and I take it seriously. I try to learn from my mistakes, and I think I have grown (dare I say matured) into the position.
My son that deals with porn addiction is not my oldest child; so, while I would say the day he confessed to watching porn is the worst parent-day of my life, I am grateful that before that day I had a few not-so-pleasant mom-moments under my belt. Otherwise I may not have handled the situation as gracefully as I did. Continue reading “Parenting Is A Big Deal”