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Blog Entry | Teaching >
Oh the B....For some students this is the best, most exciting grade in the world. For others, it’s a devastating disaster that leaves them in tears. Any teacher who’s been teaching for long has seen one of their motivated straight A students crying over a B. And if you happen to parent one of these kids, you’ve probably seen it quite often. Yes, I admit it – I’ve cried over a B. I have to say I can’t really bla»
Blog Entry | Moms >
I was excited to receive my copy of Greg Pembroke's Reasons My Kid is Crying.  As a busy dad, the author was faced with the problem many, if not all, parents have, of his kid crying for any and all reasons, rational or not.  When faced with the choice to cry alongside his tantruming 3 year old, or laughing about it, Mr. Pembroke chose laughter.  He posted a few pictures of his child mid-tantrum, along with the reason he was crying: he had bro»
Blog Entry | Art >
“Oh, I’m just not the crying kind.”   Famous last words. I used to try and convince my wife that I’m not the typical “dramatic musician” who wears his emotion on his sleeve, but I’ve since given up the charade. What can I say? I’m a sentimental person, and everybody knows it. But even after coming to this incredible self-realization, every once in a while a conversation will still manage to catch me completly off guard. Take, fo»
Blog Entry | Christian Living >
(I wrote this poem for my daughter at a particularly painful time in life. If you feel like crying and never stopping, I pray this will help you too.)   Purpose met Pain as she moved down the road, Purpose told Pain, “I can lighten your load.” Pain rolled her eyes and kept moving forward, She said, “You must think I’m some sort of coward.”   Purpose shrugged and followed Pain’s lead, Waiting to show her, she’d one day be freed.»
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Ma on the slide at the parkWe had some very tough periods of time with Ma over the winter where she would cry ... a lot ... and loudly ... for days at a time.  We did the best we could to comfort her and fix the problem.  However, many times the problem wasn't within our means to fix.We had to go on about our daily business and get used to the fact that Ma would cry while we were out in public. The grocery store was the worst.  Oh, and Pippa's»
Blog Entry | Blogs >
Ma on the slide at the parkWe had some very tough periods of time with Ma over the winter where she would cry ... a lot ... and loudly ... for days at a time.  We did the best we could to comfort her and fix the problem.  However, many times the problem wasn't within our means to fix.We had to go on about our daily business and get used to the fact that Ma would cry while we were out in public. The grocery store was the worst.  Oh, and Pippa's»
Blog Entry | Spiritual Growth >
I attended a conference with a brand new friend (I’ll call her Sally), and I must’ve been in one of those vulnerable funks. I’d been at this writing gig for YEARS. Spoken for that many years too. I had several books out, great feedback on my speaking, and finally felt like I’d come to that []The post Crying when the It Girl Got Noticed appeared first on Mary DeMuth. If you'd like to read the whole shebang, please click on the title of the»
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Something evil was lurking in my body yesterday morning I was unsettled and unhappy, but the reason for such a sour state of being was not apparent. This feeling soon grew to need a reason for it’s existence, so I began to pick a fight with my husband. Having a very bright morning, he was not altogether pleased with my needless anger and frustration, so of course, we had a giant argument.. right before church. How many young couples have been i»
Blog Entry | Christian Living >
I have a confession to make. Not that long ago, I went through a period where I didn't want to go to church. Yeah, I know. Me, you, everybody; this isn't much of a confession. But this wasn't because I wanted to sleep in or catch the early NFL game. No, I didn't want to go to church because most of the time I would come home crying. This is our usual Sunday morning routine. Get up and get ready for church. Eat breakfast, making sure that our son»
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Photo Credit: Creative Commons – Storyville Girl Our baby boy turned nine weeks old last week. To say that he brings renewed joy to our lives would be an understatement. But he also brings something unexpected to our lives – when we’re willing to look for it – and that’s wisdom. Yesterday evening, about two hours before his bed time, he got very, very “fussy.” [EdiTOR's Note: I recently wrote a post about misused phrases that paren»