A beautiful and inclusive anthology of reflections on the spiritual gifts and challenges of raising young people.
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Introduction
A Season of Advent . . .and Authentic Beginnings by Manish Mishra-Marzetti
Fertile Dreams by Vanessa Rush Southern
Two Pink Lines by Kate Landis
A Helicopter Pilot by Cheryl M. Walker
Letter to Lyla by Marlin Lavanhar
A Friendly’s Ice Cream Baby by David O. Rankin
To Life Ordained by Jane Rzepka
Setting a Course for Love by Peggy Clarke
View from the Dining Room Table by Sarah Lenzi
You Have No Idea by Lindasusan V. Ulrich
Naming and Claiming by Heather Concannon
Andre by Richard Davis-Lowell
Eyes Like Mine by Marcia Stanard
When It’s Quiet by Rebekah A. Savage
Witnessing Grace by Peggy Clarke
Diaper Wisdom by Christian Schmidt
Bad Parenting Award by Jane Rzepka
Our Funny Valentine by Parisa Parsa
Harbors by Marta I. Valentín
Jesus Christ Superstar by Aisha Hauser
We Bring Food by Emily Gage
Love’s Pronoun Is Plural by Elea Kemler
Life So Sacred by Sarah Gibb Millspaugh
A Feminist, Newly Born by Manish Mishra-Marzetti
Pandemic Journal Entry 201 by Robin Tanner
Imani’s Question by Cheryl M. Walker
The Bed by Marlin Lavanhar
Veil by Kim Wildszewski
Another, Truer Song by Elea Kemler
Bit by Bit by Kim Wildszewski
Carried Up to Bed by Elizabeth Lerner Maclay
Almost Goodbye by Vanessa Rush Southern
We Will Tell Them by Robin Tanner
“Love is a crucible for change and the impetus to change. You and I do for love what we would not do for almost anything else. For those we love we rise to the occasion (all occasions), trying to be what and who they need us to be, reaching for all the arrows in our quivers and treasure in our chests in order to try and do so, be so. Little do we know, when we commit to love someone, especially a young child or youth, how it will change us and how much it will demand of us.
Which brings me to now: Leila, my daughter, is seventeen and will be leaving home soon. Perhaps you are good at goodbyes. I am not. As Edna St. Vincent Millay famously wrote, “I am not resigned,” but I need to be mature when the time comes. So I thought that this project would help. A chance to gather up stories and the wisdom that others have found and forged in this part of their life’s journeys, to help me reflect on my own. To try and wrap a bow around it. An anthology that is a ritual of goodbye.
The pieces included are all deeply personal and vastly different. Some of the writers included in the collection chose to be parents and some didn’t. Some chose not to be parents for a time and chose differently later in life. There are aunts and uncles and the family we choose, grandparents, single parents, divorced parents, bereaved parents, ministers—a spectrum of experience offered by people reflecting on the roles children and young people have played in their lives and in their larger search for meaning.”
Introduction
A Season of Advent . . .and Authentic Beginnings by Manish Mishra-Marzetti
Fertile Dreams by Vanessa Rush Southern
Two Pink Lines by Kate Landis
A Helicopter Pilot by Cheryl M. Walker
Letter to Lyla by Marlin Lavanhar
A Friendly’s Ice Cream Baby by David O. Rankin
To Life Ordained by Jane Rzepka
Setting a Course for Love by Peggy Clarke
View from the Dining Room Table by Sarah Lenzi
You Have No Idea by Lindasusan V. Ulrich
Naming and Claiming by Heather Concannon
Andre by Richard Davis-Lowell
Eyes Like Mine by Marcia Stanard
When It’s Quiet by Rebekah A. Savage
Witnessing Grace by Peggy Clarke
Diaper Wisdom by Christian Schmidt
Bad Parenting Award by Jane Rzepka
Our Funny Valentine by Parisa Parsa
Harbors by Marta I. Valentín
Jesus Christ Superstar by Aisha Hauser
We Bring Food by Emily Gage
Love’s Pronoun Is Plural by Elea Kemler
Life So Sacred by Sarah Gibb Millspaugh
A Feminist, Newly Born by Manish Mishra-Marzetti
Pandemic Journal Entry 201 by Robin Tanner
Imani’s Question by Cheryl M. Walker
The Bed by Marlin Lavanhar
Veil by Kim Wildszewski
Another, Truer Song by Elea Kemler
Bit by Bit by Kim Wildszewski
Carried Up to Bed by Elizabeth Lerner Maclay
Almost Goodbye by Vanessa Rush Southern
We Will Tell Them by Robin Tanner
“Love is a crucible for change and the impetus to change. You and I do for love what we would not do for almost anything else. For those we love we rise to the occasion (all occasions), trying to be what and who they need us to be, reaching for all the arrows in our quivers and treasure in our chests in order to try and do so, be so. Little do we know, when we commit to love someone, especially a young child or youth, how it will change us and how much it will demand of us.
Which brings me to now: Leila, my daughter, is seventeen and will be leaving home soon. Perhaps you are good at goodbyes. I am not. As Edna St. Vincent Millay famously wrote, “I am not resigned,” but I need to be mature when the time comes. So I thought that this project would help. A chance to gather up stories and the wisdom that others have found and forged in this part of their life’s journeys, to help me reflect on my own. To try and wrap a bow around it. An anthology that is a ritual of goodbye.
The pieces included are all deeply personal and vastly different. Some of the writers included in the collection chose to be parents and some didn’t. Some chose not to be parents for a time and chose differently later in life. There are aunts and uncles and the family we choose, grandparents, single parents, divorced parents, bereaved parents, ministers—a spectrum of experience offered by people reflecting on the roles children and young people have played in their lives and in their larger search for meaning.”
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