As we approach 280-something-th day of March my calendar insists it is actually mid-December. This makes some sense, Bells, Bows, Gifts, Trees and Seasonal Cheer have started to percolate onto my Facebook feed. Our Christmas (“Festive Holiday”?) Tree is up, lit and decorated (still no angel on top). Our Advent Calendars — yes, calendars plural, … Continue reading the Light of Hope & Thought
Today is the 85th of March, or possibly 86th or 87th by the time this gets posted. There is a global pandemic. I tried to start a "COVID19 journal" about what life has been like during this, but it was depressing. The trips that were canceled, the events that didn't take place, the endless March, … Continue reading The Endless March
This post contains affiliate links. Thank you for your support of kindism.org. When Educated, A Memoir, by Tara Westover first came out, several of my former Christian Science acquaintances recommended it. I made a mental note to consider looking into it, but the story of a young woman who was home schooled in rural Idaho … Continue reading Why’d you gotta go & get Educated?
I have recently been laid up with an injury that has given me time to reflect on a previous, similar injury, and compare and contrast how they both were handled. Many years ago, back in high school, I sprained my ankle, at least, I think I sprained my ankle, it swelled to the size of … Continue reading a tale of two sprains
The other evening as I was preparing dinner, three young women knocked on our door. They introduced themselves as the "new missionaries" in town and wanted to "share a message" with us. I politely declined, wished them a good evening and closed the door. They looked mildly surprised, but took my rejection well. Kid2, who … Continue reading the new Missionaries & Santa
The other night Kid2 wanted to read the story of Noah's Ark. We have an older children's copy probably first published sometime in the 70s. It was my husbands when he was a child, and as great flood stories are common in many cultures, I figured why not. I did my best to read in a … Continue reading a rainbow does not make up for the annihilation of mankind
We were driving somewhere and Kid1 spoke up from the backseat: "Mommy, what is church?" While I've done a lot of reading (see relevant book list below) on how to talk to the children about religious issues, I still felt caught off guard by the question. They like to ask these questions in the car when … Continue reading Mommy, what is church?
The other day, on our drive home, my eldest spoke up about his day: Eldest: We went and saw the -th-grade play today. It was about a blue god with a big beard. Me: Do you know which god it was? Eldest: No. I only saw it once. (pause for a second or two) How … Continue reading “how many gods do we have mommy?”
I was going to write a blog post today, but as soon as I thought I had a few moments, I heard a little voice announcing "I need sharper scissors" and then another voice "I'll go get the big kitchen scissors" and then the first voice saying "No, no, I cut this myself." Then there was … Continue reading the ego is reborn in a symphony of phenomena
Grime lives on my windowsill And forgotten cheerios Some flies That did not escape the blinds And a spider, Still very much alive A puddle of orange juice From a sippy cup That should never Have left the kitchen Mixed with dust bunnies Cleaning is pointless Until my children move out Inspired by Karen, the … Continue reading My Windowsill