With the holidays in full swing, we, as parents, are probably feeling the overwhelming pressures of it all, while still trying to navigate the daily needs of our families.  It’s A LOT, and, when we have a moment for reflection, we may wonder if we’re doing enough to instill thankful hearts in our children.   As parents, we may tend to “beat ourselves up” with feelings of; Are we doing a good enough job instilling the “reason for the season” in our children?   Are we teaching

I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop staring at her I knew time would stand still I knew I would fall in love I knew I would be in awe of her developing mind I knew I would relish in every precious moment I knew presence would come, oh so easily I knew she would bring abundant joy to our family   What I didn’t know is, how speechless I would be when I saw my daughter with her What I didn’t know is, how intensely my son-in-law would stare at her with the deepest love What I didn’

As a child I remember warm Florida afternoons playing outside with my sister and friends.  My mother was inside making dinner, with a glass of wine, as he arrived home.   My father's childhood wounds had left him distant, bitter, and unaffectionate.  My mother’s glass of wine, turned into two, then three.  This all seemed “typical” to me at the time, but looking back now, I see brokenness, anxiety, and addiction.  Six blocks down the street my future father-in-law was raisin