As a young mother, I took great care in dressing my children. I enjoyed picking out their outfits, fixing their hair, and presenting them to the world all starched and pressed. And then they grew up. My oldest was a boy. I remember very clearly the day he decided to pick out his own clothes. [...]
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The husband of a friend of mine told me the other day that his wife was cleaning out their pantry because of my blog. I was pretty sure I hadn’t written a single post on cleaning out your pantry, so I was a little confused until his wife told me she was cleaning out her [...]
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When I miscarried in 2000 and 2003, my children were too young to know what had happened. However, when I miscarried this past Thanksgiving and again last weekend, most of my children and especially my daughters are well aware of what is happening. And they grieve. I think perhaps my daughters grieve even harder than [...]
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The name of my blog is Raising Arrows, but there is something I always like to clarify… I am also raising adults. If there is one thing our society is lacking these days, it is Responsibility. Responsibility for our own actions. Responsibility for our own consequences. Responsibility for our behaviors, emotions, and reactions. All too [...]
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In my mind, I saw perfect little gingerbread houses all lined up in a row, looking much too good to eat. I quickly realized this family project would yield anything but perfect gingerbread houses and there would be more eating than architecture completed that night. And it was beautiful. There we were gathered ’round the [...]
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When my first daughter was born, she had an older brother and that was our family for nearly 4 years. I was so excited to have my little girl {and my little boy}, but little did I know how much influence her older brother would wield over her. When she was a mere 3 years [...]
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I watch from a distance this little girl growing up ever so quietly. She is dreaming. Remembering days gone by, days yet to come. For a moment I move toward her, wanting to share her solace, but hesitating, I wait, slowly realizing… I do not need to fill her every moment. So, I dream my [...]
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Some days are just like that. As mommies we know full well what it is like to have a grouchy day, so we manage to find mercy for our daughters when they are having the same kind of day. But, what do we do when our daughters seem to be having “that day” repeatedly? While [...]
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