Foster Parenting: a true and ernest path for some...a Mission of Hope and Healing for those who are called. The road traveled, often paved with frustration, heartache and tears allows foster parents to play an integral part in the permanency for foster children. They choose the rocky road because, within themselves, they discover something stronger... … Continue reading Amber’s Mom
Does the Bunny know Where I Am?
It's Easter Sunday. Women and girls wear their new spring dresses. Many go to church to celebrate a risen King. Some stay home with family, cooking up Easter staples like Ham, macaroni and cheese, sweet potato casserole, deviled eggs and other treats traditional to each family. Children wake up Easter morning to dash into the … Continue reading Does the Bunny know Where I Am?
Just Keep Swimming
I loved the Pixar movie, "Finding Nemo" and my favorite character was Dory, the optimistic fish with short term memory loss. She made so many mistakes, resulting in multiple set backs on her journey as a result of this disability. However, instead of getting discouraged, depressed or disillusioned, her motto was, "Just Keep Swimming". I … Continue reading Just Keep Swimming
Taking on the Giant
If you grew up going to Sunday School, you know the story of David and Goliath. If you didn't; the story summary is thus. In a battle between warring factions, one side had recruited a Giant. Each morning this massive warrior would lumber to the front lines, taunting the other side with jeers and accusations … Continue reading Taking on the Giant
The Pain Doesn’t Stop When The Abuse Ends.
Beth and Michael Barns, brand new foster parents, were excited when their first child, Brad was placed with them. They knew his basic story. They knew he had been hurt. They knew he had been removed from his family. He was shy at first, but polite and obedient... In the beginning. They decided that they … Continue reading The Pain Doesn’t Stop When The Abuse Ends.
Photo by Betsy Biddle Lange I love looking at rock patterns in the natural. Without pre-purposed design, a group of stones, all different colors, shapes and sizes fit together as a composition of balance that would not be possible if all of the rocks were identical. They would not fit. During my middle to high … Continue reading Fitting In
Trial by Fire
When I was a very young girl, I had my first experience with Fire. And my family has never let me live it down. While visiting family in New Orleans, my brothers and I had spent the night with my step-grandmother and my two aunts. Interestingly, my two aunts were the same age as my … Continue reading Trial by Fire
Many people in America revere the holiday known as Thanksgiving. It's been fed to us (literally) since our birth. If you grew up in the US, it is unlikely that you escaped a role in the inevitable Thanksgiving play performed on the Elementary School stage by a cast of pilgrims, turkeys, and Native Americans. After … Continue reading Give Thanks
Waiting for the Rain to end
For the past two weeks, the heavens have fractured, spilling forth a deluge of rain. Like a faulty spigot, some days the water gushed torrentially and other days the water slowed to a steady dripping. The temperature, as if confused like the rest of us, rose and dropped randomly according to its whim. But the … Continue reading Waiting for the Rain to end
Photo by Betsy Biddle Lange While vacationing in the Smokey Mountains one Autumn, I happened across a rock formation similar to the one pictured. Both magnificent and terrifying in sheer size, the onyx colored monolith dominated the median of a boulevard. Impervious to the stream of tiny cars flitting like moths around a porch light, … Continue reading Holding Up