Surgery for an appendicitis puts a pregnancy in jeopardy. “Don’t panic,” her husband repeats to himself, over and over.
A father hope the horror of the Ukraine invasion sparks a renewed commitment to the next generation to rescue them from our failures.
I haven’t really done nearly as much to prepare for our second baby. The excitement seems lacking. I should be jumping for joy, right?
To raise children — and later adults — who aren’t paralyzed by fear, model actions that teach them how to punch fear in the face.
I wonder what really is out there to go back to? What “normal” could possibly be worth the risk right now and for the foreseeable future?
I see a lot of folks mired in fear because we see so much to be afraid of. But even the darkest of times, some light manages to seep through.