by Tammy Kennington | May 18, 2012
The word bold is used to describe coffee, clothing, and cuisine. It’s applied to rebels, risk takers, and revolutionaries . But, this is one term rarely attributed to mothers–and certainly not to me. Recently, though, I’ve learned to be bold in both...
by Tammy Kennington | May 16, 2012
There’s always a moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in. -Graham Greene From the beginning, my ideas about parenting were flawed. I thought of it almost like a mathematical formula. If Dave and I just plugged in the right amount of love,...
by Tammy Kennington | May 14, 2012
Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love. (1 Cor. 13) I wander through the aisles of Hallmark cards and wonder if I’ll find a card that honors her– without extolling the sort of childhood that never...
by Tammy Kennington | May 11, 2012
You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy. Psalm 30:11 “Mom, will you teach me how to dance?” These sweet words were the first Connor said to me this morning. With a heart full of mother-love, I shuffled around...
by Tammy Kennington | May 9, 2012
If stereotypes hold true (which is rarely the case), I might imagine him as a burly, rough-around-the-edges sort of guy. But because of his willing sacrifice, the entire world now recognizes him as the man who endured the pain of chemical burns in order to pull his...