Stop Rocking, Grandma

I’m taking a bit of a shortcut today because I posted to my other blog already. I’m sharing it here with you now. Enjoy!

3 Grandchildren, 2 Grandparents, 2 Cats

vintage_antique_black_rocking_chair_1_lgwI collect rocking chairs, at least I did for a while.  At one point I had 8 chairs and a small apartment, so there were even rocking chairs in the kitchen.  I’ve loved sitting in rocking chairs for as long as I can remember.  When I was a kid I loved sitting in the rocker that my mom gave to my dad when my oldest brother was born.  I have that chair now, upstairs in the bedroom that my granddaughters shared when they lived with us.

When the kids arrived it was important to establish a routine; I knew that even if I didn’t have any kids of my own.  Between my formal education and the years of caring for kids, I KNOW how important routine is for children’s growth and development; and their own feeling of safety for that matter.  But let’s call it what it really is:  a self-preservation…

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Who Really Listens?

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Giving Without Expectation

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11th Grade Homeroom

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Vacation All I Ever Wanted…

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An Unexpected Support

Have you ever been in a car accident?  I've been in one.  A few years ago I was driving in the neighborhood where my office is located on my way home at the end of the day.  It was the time of day when the sun is just low enough that it blinds you, even … Continue reading An Unexpected Support


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You Can’t Always See It

Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. I wrote a post back in September about a high school friend that had passed away. I had a feeling when I went to the wake that his death was perhaps the result of something quite personal, something perhaps that he struggled … Continue reading You Can’t Always See It