For When You’re Laying the Foundation (and it doesn’t feel fruitful yet)
Motherhood

For When You’re Laying the Foundation (and it doesn’t feel fruitful yet)

Rachelle Rea Cobb 3 Minute Read

For months now they’ve been working. Churning up dirt and wreaking mayhem, mostly in the early morning when cars are rushing by on their commute, but often during school pick-up hours, too. A slew of men with hard hats and orange vests intermingling with pig-tailed girls and running boys eager to beat them to the crosswalk.

For weeks I’ve watched those men lay cones, put up barriers, and direct me through the chaos. It seems they’re getting very little done.

When Motherhood Comes in Weakness
Motherhood

When Motherhood Comes in Weakness

Colleen Chao 6 Minute Read

I’m not much of a mom these days. At least, that’s what I’m tempted to feel like when I see all the other moms dashing here and there, taking their kids to sports practice and volunteering in their classroom, hosting big birthday parties and planning fun vacations. My son has a mom who spends much of her time in bed, in a recliner, and in doctors’ offices. 

There are moments when I grieve who I can’t be for my 11-year-old, when I mourn the ways my terminal cancer diagnosis has laid heavy burdens on my son’s young shoulders.

The End.

The End.