Family and Parenting – the curious anti-narcissist

Fallow Ground

A journey through grief, growth, and healing, explored through the lens of gardening metaphors and personal reflection

When you experience a traumatic loss like the one we did, everyone tells you to expect people to say...

Dec 14, 2017. My foster son had his first sleepover with his biological family last night. The mixed emotions that came...

For almost five years, I felt stuck. Like I was waiting at a train station, or maybe an airport. My waiting lasted from June...

You break my heart. There’s me on the left and you on the right. Ten minutes after we took this...

Lullabies for Little Criminals by Heather O’Neill, 2006, is a portrait of childhood on the streets. And yes, it made me...

Meet grumpy badger. He so aptly represents my latest (very immature) huff against God. Who would have thought that my...

My mom, a little Asian woman with a huge smile and a fierce child-like wonder, is weeping over lunch....

“Mom,” asks Evan, my nine-year old son, “Will we see Bubbles in heaven? Because she belonged to an evangelical...

When my husband and I were still in the get-to-know-you phase, he asked me, “What kind of church ministry...

There is one video that made me break the law. Truly. It’s a video of me and my church dance team...

“Okay. You get to cut the cookie in half. I get to choose which piece to eat.” “No! That’s...

Moving is never fun. But I’m an expert now. In 2013, I lived through...

Disney’s Frozen, loosely based on “The Snow Queen,”came out at the end of November to rave reviews. But I’m conflicted. I’m not...

Two and a half years ago, the unthinkable happened. My friend, a beautiful young mom of two, went missing....

Few things are as satisfying as sharpening a handful of pencils, then holding up the little tools to contemplate...

Today’s post is by guest blogger, Cecelia Cheung. Cecelia and her husband Keith adopted their beautiful daughter Audrey in...

In the middle of the week, my 9-year-old son Evan has a massive temper tantrum just before dinner. He...

I am generally neither a quitter nor a ditcher. But sometimes I am and it drives me bonkers. Two...

I now exercise while I do housework. It came with the onslaught of Vancouver’s usual November downpours. I got...