Choose to React with Kindness
Moments of crisis require a decision: Will we hold our tongue and act with grace toward those around us, or will we allow our angst to overtake our mouth and spew out the fear that certainly feels like a natural reaction in times of trouble? If you were in the emergency room with your child,
A Magical Experience
I’ve been taking my kids to Disney World since my first born was four months old. Crazy? A little. Only other “Disney Families” will understand the draw. You either love it or you don’t. We love it. However… it’s not always a magical experience. Last February, while Saul was up to his eyeballs in basketball,
Replacing Jealousy with Gratitude
I have a problem with other people’s successes. There, I said it. It’s out in the light. Take it away, God. Rip this pride and jealousy and ego and selfishness out of my life from the roots. It has no room to coexist with kindness. I get great inspiration from female speakers and authors. Women
Play Through the Ugly
I sat through one of the ugliest basketball games ever a few nights ago. I’m not great with details, so I’ll just say this: the Bobcats were playing some other team, we were ahead by a lot, and then we weren’t. That in itself could make it an ugly game, but add in a bench-clearing
Genetic Win!
As the wife of a college basketball coach and a Wisconsin native, in our house we tally wins and losses based on my husband’s team’s record or the Packers’ odds of winning a Superbowl. This time, we’re celebrating a win off the hardwood. Nine out of nine of my genetic tests came back negative– which
Looks Can Be Deceiving, Be Kind Anyway
I got a fun letter over the Christmas break from a college student who was perhaps misidentified. Jared Nash is from Galchutt, N.D., a little community near Wahpeton, where I imagine everybody knows your name. He had an interesting encounter that got me thinking about how and why we treat people the way we do.
Bad Things Bring Good Things
I’ve mentioned before the silver linings that have come from having cancer. Yes, I lost a breast, but what I’ve gained? Sorry breast cancer. I got the better end of the deal. Seriously. I’m not talking physically (yet), because that’s still a work in progress. I’m talking about the outpouring of love I’ve felt, the
