“May my words encourage families walking through periods of transition, in particular expat women.
I want readers to turn to my site for grace filled perspective and hope for the overwhelmed expat, for tips on travel and adjusting. May my words help readers offer grace to self and to their family members when the most basic daily activities threaten to overwhelm.”
I wrote these words as a purpose statement for this blog.
About eight months ago, as we were preparing for an international move, I felt an urgency to write. I’d been thinking of blogging for ages.
I so wanted to write. To sort my thoughts. To have a project and creative outlet of my own. One thing not tied to a place. Something I didn’t need to leave behind when we move. Read more
I am not a homeschooling mom, and yet, I find myself homeschooling.
I am a little out of my element. And I am always looking for help, inspiration, and a hack or two. This month I have discovered a keeper!
I allotted 70 lbs for books when we flew from Canada to Argentina, but many are homeschool texts, so I still find we run short of stories. Read more
This has been a frustrating season and I’m bothered by how often my mouth has run away from me. I wish I’d spoken differently. Used kinder words. Been more patient.
I take comfort in knowing I am not alone. It is hard to control your tongue. James says only a perfect person could control their speech perfectly. We all slip up from time to time. The frustration boils over and the words spew out.
I don’t want to be that mom. I don’t want to be a yeller. I don’t want the messages my kids hear most, the ones they internalize, to say they are too time consuming, too needy, too demanding. I want to affirm them. I want them to know they bring me joy. We all do.
Jesus pointed out that our words come out of our hearts. Out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks.
So when nasty retorts fly, when mean spirited sarcasm is on the tip of my tongue, I have to ask what is going on in my heart. Read more
“Art is all just perfectly imperfect.
Once the word Art enters the description of what you’re up to, it is almost like getting a hall pass from perfection. It thankfully releases us from any expectation of perfection.”
– Nicholas Wilton in Brene Brown’s, Daring Greatly.
Parenting is Art. And that “releases us from any expectation of perfection.”
How freeing is that?! There is no ump waiting to thunder, “You’re out!” No one is eager to dub you the weak link. Perfect is not expected of you or anyone else.
There is no perfect to measure against. No metric for the perfect parent.
We get ourselves in such a mess when we think parenting is a puzzle to solve, a code to crack. Read more