Rocks in My Pockets
Carrying My Children’s Rocks I remember my kids giving me things to hold for them when they were little—among them, rocks. They would find little rocks they thought were special. Whenever I unloaded the rocks in my pockets and the other treasures they’d entrusted to me, I smiled. These provided little glimpses into their hearts, things I got to carry to make their lives more joyful or the journey less of a struggle for them. Handling Responsibilities As they got older, though, … Continue reading →










