Category Book for single moms
Who Are You?
“You have forgotten who you are. Look inside yourself. You are more than what you have become. Remember who you are. Remember. . .”
– Mufasa speaking to Simba
How to Live a Life That Works
I’ve found that life is filled with one lesson after another. And like most lessons they aren’t easy.
What No One Tells You About What Really Matters in Life
Teaching Really Matters Since teaching wasn’t my first choice in a career I didn’t fully realize the significance of my work. In 1989 I was recruited to take the position of Teacher of the Visually Impaired for two school districts who had established a co-op. This required that I return to college, yet again. I […]
ABCs of Wisdom
Continuing even when things get tough is determination. D is for determination.Wisdom doesn’t come easily. It comes over time when you are determined.
Hiding Is Not Humility-My Own Worst Enemy for Single Moms
by Gail Cawley Showalter, Founder of SMORE for Women from My Own Worst Enemy by Janet Davis Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you heard a voice in your head say, “Just who do you think you are?” And what was your answer? Did you back off? Did you cower? Did you have a […]
How to Set Personal Boundaries
When I decided to teach Boundaries in our Sunday class at Calder Baptist Church I thought we would cover the material in a few months. A year and a half later we were still on the subject. I’ve found that women, especially divorced and single mothers, have serious issues with boundaries.
3 Tips for Women on Rough Road
Potholes are ugly nuisances and can really make travel unpleasant. Life can be like a rough road. Pot holes and bumps make it difficult to see ahead. I know.
Do You Live Boldly?
Something to consider-acceptance of our humanness while striving to live as Jesus taught
How to Know If You Are Isolating
It’s easier than I’d imagined for life to get out of balance. As much as I value solitude I must admit too much solitude can lead to social isolation.
A Book Filled With Wisdom for Women
My children were three, four, and six years old when their father left us. We were married almost ten years and up until the preceding eighteen months of that time, our lives had been exciting, productive, and promising.
