It was affixed to me a few years ago. I didn't willfully walk into the title, it had searched for me for a long time. Exposing itself to me in childhood, beckoning to me in adolescence, and dangling just above my heart in my young adult years before solidly sewing its flimsy fabric over my…
I am scared
I am scared. That’s not an admission of guilt; it’s a transparent expression of fear. I am scared of what I don’t know, what I can’t see, what I can’t quite put my fingers on, and what puts its hands around me. I can utter a million reasons why I shouldn’t be. I can recite…
Benchwarmers
I was a bench warmer. I got a front row seat to every game. I had the vantage point of seeing the plays before they were called. I got to crowd-watch and get to know other players on other teams, mostly because I wasn’t a threat. I got to enjoy those moments with the coach…
The importance of being “weird”
I swore I wasn't gonna be one of those weird moms - the ones that didn't let their kids watch certain shows or confine them to the house or separate them from the world by their entertainment or lack of. But that was a resolution I made when I was childless, when I didn't understand…
The day He swallowed my death
*WARNING THIS IS ABOUT SUICIDE AND MIGHT BE CONSIDERED GRAPHIC “Then the saying will come true: Death swallowed by triumphant Life! Who got the last word, oh, Death?” 1 Corinthians 15:51 In our community we have suffered the loss of 5 teens through suicide in the last 6 months. That’s been almost one a month. So,…
Leslie A. Lamb 