The Ascent
Stepping on Blocks
There is little pain like the pain felt from stepping on a plastic building block. The small size and sharp edges make it prime for hiding between the carpet strands, hidden away, like it is awaiting the perfect opportunity to injure the parent's foot. It amazes me...
Take Possession
My oldest daughter takes claim with ease and resilience of what she believes is hers. This behavior is most apparent when a "prized possession", that she’s forgotten all about, is found in the hands of her little sister. Like a strike of lightening, the statement of...
Living in the Balance
Walking in faith is like living life on a balance beam. The surface of the beam is sturdy and secure. The path is narrow. The first, second and even the hundredth time of walking out onto the beam can cause even the most confident to pause with timidity. The potential...
Don’t Play with Fire
"Don't play with fire." Somehow, someway, the moment we become parents, phrases like this one become an innate part of our vocabulary. The moments before the baby is born, we still roll our eyes at our parents when they say these protective imperatives. In an instant,...
Producer to Servant
Manufacturing is the essence creating something from nothing. I grew up around equipment, and high speed machinery. I grew up around the hubbub of hitting production numbers and keeping a close watch on waste. I grew up watching the magic of making something...
Reaching for the Light
My petite five-foot nothing frame lends itself to reach. Reaching. Stretching. Constantly. There are so many days when I have thought the whole world would be at my finger tips if only...! If only I was a little bit taller. Just a few more inches and I could reach and...