Category: Parents
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04 Siloh
Siloh her tender tone kept me tethered to the ground, counting off my anger as she points to the sheep in “her” field. “how did you get this field, Sie?” The playful smirk. “Daddy, you gave it to me, remember?” I will remember; hopefully, the things I actually give will be worth remembering: gentle consistent…
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To Be A Dad One Day
If I had kids, I see them now. My little girl is sensitive and playful, not sensitive as in easily hurt, sensitive as in curious and attentive to the emotions around her and her own. She approaches the world with an intuitive regard for good without suspicion. She likes people and giving compliments. She…
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Mommy and Dad (as you are in my phone) I Hope I get this Right
I’m so naïve. It didn’t take long. I wept for the first time today, and it wasn’t because I visited a church during an emotional service where they were saying goodbye to some people they really love, to send them to Burundi perhaps indefinitely. I didn’t weep because I was confronted with my own darkness,…
The Reconstructed 