“It’s a dreadful place,” I say to the boy. “An institution trying to maintain itself, toadying to the monied members of a stultifying religion."
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Encouraging My Younger Self
I go to him and stand invisible beside him.
Red Wine and a French Maid’s Uniform.
Later, a middle-aged, balding man with a goatee came through the self-checkout. He was wearing… and I kid you not… a French maid’s uniform.
Finding My Power Again
All my life, I've trained to be a person who notices and helps when someone is in distress.
I Have Always Been Free
I may not have known it, but I have always been free, both when I was a believer and now that I'm not. God never has controlled my thoughts and decisions. The church culture tried to control me, but its only power is what I allowed it to have. I’m free. I own my … Continue reading I Have Always Been Free
Royal Shoelaces
If we kneel to honor kings and queens, surely it is also appropriate to kneel before children as we attend to their needs.
The Best Way to Handle a Child’s Fit
I remember one particular child who was pitching a lulu—screaming, grabbing things off the rack, colliding with other people.
Who Do We Tell?
It’s interesting what we will blurt out to strangers.
Conflict with Daddy
He often said... that I was much weaker than him. I wasn’t strong enough to work as hard as he did. I couldn’t stand up to pressure like he could. And I believed it.
The Mean Dad
I wanted to grab him by the lapels, slam him against a wall and urge him to be nicer.
