At a loss for words…
When my mother was first diagnosed with dementia, she had word-finding and organizational issues; now she has people-placing and event-remembering … Continue reading At a loss for words…
When my mother was first diagnosed with dementia, she had word-finding and organizational issues; now she has people-placing and event-remembering … Continue reading At a loss for words…
My husband made it a practice of naming his children only after he saw them face to face, and so … Continue reading Focus on my father…
One of my favorite tasks at school is one almost completely unrelated to my real job. It is teaching students … Continue reading Rants, rages on students, self…
A few days ago, when I blamed blogging on my bladder, I received this comment: lol found you on Blogher … Continue reading Grace for each new day…
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…
As my siblings and I rifled through my mother’s belongings this weekend, distributing what held value to each one of … Continue reading Praising a woman of excellence…
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…
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…
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…
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” …
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”…
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…
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?
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…
“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 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!