My Sweet Boy, Don’t Let The Bullies Win
April 21, 2015
My sweet boy. You’re so very young and even though I so hate to see you hurt the way you do right now, I know that I can’t stop it. And yet even
My sweet boy. You’re so very young and even though I so hate to see you hurt the way you do right now, I know that I can’t stop it. And yet even
My sweet girl. I had such a great time on our walk today. You’re only five and you probably won’t remember it, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget it.
Five months ago I sat down on a quiet Wednesday morning to write this blog post, sharing how I would respond if I found out that my children were gay. My hope was
“Church isn’t for me anymore.” I know those words so well because I hear them every single day in some form or another; in emails, late night Skype sessions, and midday
My sweet boy. You’re so very young and even though I so hate to see you hurt the way you do right now, I know that I can’t stop it. And yet even
My sweet girl. I had such a great time on our walk today. You’re only five and you probably won’t remember it, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget it.
Five months ago I sat down on a quiet Wednesday morning to write this blog post, sharing how I would respond if I found out that my children were gay. My hope was
“Church isn’t for me anymore.” I know those words so well because I hear them every single day in some form or another; in emails, late night Skype sessions, and midday