I didn’t realize I knew Amelia Bloomer even before I read about her for this post. Growing up in a cluster of all-girls, uniform-enforcing schools, I was introduced to one of her lasting gifts to the world first hand: the bloomer.
In anticipation of leaving our children for a period of four days with their stalwart grandparents, my husband and I prepared all the things: favorite […]
“Is she a girly-girl or a tomboy?” I recall staring at the woman who had just posed the question to me, and hesitating. Neither? Both? […]
At some point I was told that adults were the only ones with true wisdom and knowledge. And then I became an adult and a […]
Failing was my entrance into a holy Lent.
Our son’s gifts will bring God glory in their own ways, in their own times.