The Lullful Feeling of Being Between Zones
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The Lullful Feeling of Being Between Zones

Today’s story is that I feel Lullful. Between zones. Like that month-long week before you give birth to your baby when nothing’s happening yet and everyone stops calling because they must think they’re going to interrupt something. But it’s me that’s not calling me. I’m not thinking too deeply about much, I’m enjoying being and…

There’s No Place Like Home After Vacation
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There’s No Place Like Home After Vacation

I have a love/hate relationship with vacations. While my husband has fabulous memories of singing Kumbaya around beach campfires with numerous cousins, I have one memory of my family camping and there was yelling involved. My childhood vacations meant sleeping on uncomfortable beds at relative’s houses so the parents could get a break from parenting….

Pondering Parenthood as My Son turns 17
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Pondering Parenthood as My Son turns 17

Today is my son’s 17th birthday. I am wondering what it is that I have given him. I lightheartedly told the kids yesterday that I was attempting to raise self-reliant emotionally mature people. But this is some serious work. Parenting is like the Kobiyashi Maru, the rigged test in Star Trek’s Star Fleet Academy for…

Whether to Reward for Actions or For Our Love of Them
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Whether to Reward for Actions or For Our Love of Them

A discussion arose between me and another member of my family about how to reward children and, perhaps, people in general. He contended that people should be rewarded for their efforts. And I stand for the idea that people should be rewarded for their character out of love. Many people are currently rotten parents to…