When I was a child, I thought anything important that happened was shown on the TV news, and anything that wasn’t on the news wasn’t important.
I learned the truth as a teen at a summer journalism camp at Northwestern University (yes, I was a Cherub). We took a field trip downtown to visit a Chicago TV station, and there we watched several people sitting around a table discussing what would be on the news that night. It was all up to them to decide what to report (and what not to report) to the millions of people in Chicagoland. Hmmmm…..
A few years later, I worked as an editor on my college newspaper, where I collected news stories off the wire and we determined which ones were important enough to make the next day’s edition, and which ones weren’t. Hmmmm……
Why don’t they ever cover the women who work hard each day at a job, raising children or both?
What about older women who care for grandchildren, or others in their families and communities? Why are they so rarely noticed?
And I’m reminded once again that those in the media choose not to notice. So it’s up to us to notice such people even though the powerful American media ignore them.
“…whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.” (Philippians 4:8)
Happy Valentine’s Day! In order to balance the “love and romance” theme of Valentine’s Day so commonly promoted in our culture, I used to show my Sunday school class a video about St. Valentine. But of course the truth about the holiday is actually much more complex. At any rate, hope you enjoy the day with someone you love.
I spent much of the last part of 2015 working on two quilts that were Christmas gifts (photos to come). I managed to finish them in time but I must have been crazy to put myself under such a deadline. There were several interruptions, including emergency surgery on one of my kids (she’s OK now, thank God), the purchase of a car and a broken part on my sewing machine.
The Christmas season was full of surprises, the best of them being the announcement by our daughter and son-in-law that they’re expecting their first child this summer. We are very excited about this wonderful news! This will be our third grandchild; we were blessed to spend some time over the holidays with our first two bright and gorgeous grandchildren, and they are a delight We Skype with them every week and love it, but there’s nothing like being there in person.
The holidays gave me an opportunity to reconnect with some old friends, which is always nice. Some were also homeschooling parents, so we have much to talk about. I continue to find it interesting that some of their kids are doing very well as adults while others continue to find their way. I mean this in terms of their faith lives, not their work or personal lives, as all seem gainfully employed and/or busy raising their own children. These things are also true of my own children. It appears to me that homeschooling creates wonderful family lives and good educational experiences, but cannot create an adult who handles everything perfectly, no matter what the speakers at homeschool conventions may tell you! That said, it’s a privilege to watch our adult children navigate the world with all of its joys and challenges.
In 2016, I hope to updateLife Prep for Homeschooled Teenagers with additional projects and information. We also have a couple of eBooks in the pipeline at Cardamomthat will hopefully be published this year. And of course, there will be more quilts….and a new baby to love!
I can feel it in the air: it’s a little cooler in the mornings and evenings, and the bright green of the trees is starting to fade to yellow. Fall isn’t far away, and it’s back-to-school time.
Like most people, I went to school as a child, so I grew up thinking September was the time for a fresh start each year. Even after I graduated from college and began working, September was the time when everyone was back in the office after their summer vacations, ready to start work on the new sales campaigns and catalogs.
Once I had children, all of whom I homeschooled, September was still back-to-school time, even if we’d been homeschooling all summer, because the neighborhood kids went back to school and our subdivision became very quiet during the day.
Now my youngest is in his 20s, and it’s been several years since we finished homeschooling. I’d like September to become just another month. But the sign out front of the neighborhood school says “Welcome back!” and the stores are filled with displays of school supplies on sale. There’s no escaping it: even if we’re not back to school, the rest of the world is.