Loving back words…
When I was defrocking my mother’s home this past weekend, I came across some plaques that some of us had … Continue reading Loving back words…
Author: Sara
I have a desire to write something that will change the world. This blog is one little step out of my currently overfilled life of working, parenting, being a wife, housekeeper, laundress, hostess, cheerleader, beader, reader, and leader... When I write, I feel a bit more sane, even if said writing exposes my insanity. Go figure.
Close your eyes and drink deeply…
Sometimes I have to force myself to do what’s good for me. Like going back to work after a four-day … Continue reading Close your eyes and drink deeply…
Lessons from My Mother: Time, Love, and Wisdom
A tribute to my mother, a woman of excellence As my siblings and I rifled through my mother’s belongings this … Continue reading Lessons from My Mother: Time, Love, and Wisdom
I blame blogging on my bladder…
And it’s a good thing! I think best in the morning, which means I usually write best in the morning–especially … Continue reading I blame blogging on my bladder…
Memories my mother never mentioned…
Between the ages of 6 and 19, I moved often. When I was in fourth grade, my family lived in … Continue reading Memories my mother never mentioned…
This is love…
More than a dirty door that could use a fresh coat of paint, I saw love in the pair of sunglasses … Continue reading This is love…
I am Sara–without an “h” …
In desperation (and knowing I had but a few moments to write today), I thought I would try responding to … Continue reading I am Sara–without an “h” …
No can do “No Whine Wednesday”…
Mid-chapel service on Tuesday, our headmaster called out, “Mrs. Dagen, could we add to tomorrow’s announcements that we are not … Continue reading No can do “No Whine Wednesday”…
The blog-a-day world of Sara Dagen…
Blogging daily for NaBloPoMo is hard. When I write, I want to write something that is significant—significantly deep or touching … Continue reading The blog-a-day world of Sara Dagen…
When did I become an old fogie?
Seriously. I am sitting in a hotel room in the dark, tapping, tapping at my keyboard (thought I was going … Continue reading When did I become an old fogie?
When work feels like play…
Today I have the privilege to attend a conference that will help me lead my school through the accreditation process. … Continue reading When work feels like play…
How pride squelches our talents…
“Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God’s grace in its various forms” (1 … Continue reading How pride squelches our talents…
I’m taking the challenge–a day late!
I’m a day late and a dollar short, as the saying goes, but I am taking the plunge. I’m joining … Continue reading I’m taking the challenge–a day late!
Out of the mouths of teens…
One of my favorite contemporary artists is Mary Englebreit, and one of my favorite pieces of art by her illustrates … Continue reading Out of the mouths of teens…
Nothing like that just-brushed feeling…
In addition to my usual post-church grocery shopping routine, this morning I took the time to take my van through … Continue reading Nothing like that just-brushed feeling…
Why Goldilocks was “just wrong”…
The story of Goldilocks as told in a Little Golden Book’s The Three Bears simulates how I try to live—as … Continue reading Why Goldilocks was “just wrong”…
‘Suffering, too, is a good thing’…
My junior and senior English students had read Crime and Punishment and the book of Job. My bulletin board for … Continue reading ‘Suffering, too, is a good thing’…
“…but what I do have I give you”
One day Peter and John were going up to the temple at the time of prayer—at three in the afternoon. 2 Now a … Continue reading “…but what I do have I give you”
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