We left the sliding doors of our minivan open as we slowly drove away from the ranger’s station and into the forest. After the summer heat of Beirut and the coastal towns we’d been visiting the past week, this fresh mountain air was a relief and a balm. The breeze drifted through the car as…
When Kaya was five months old, we dedicated her and ourselves to God, in a little ceremony at our church in Luxembourg. I squeezed her chubby body into the only white dress I had for her, her godparents stood up next to us, and we promised to let God be our guide as we raise…
If you were to ask me what some of the key spiritual ideas I want to give my children are, one of the ones right up top would be that they are made in the image of God. It’s a foundational truth for Judaism and Christianity, and it is given to us in the first pages…
“And behold, there came wise men…” So the story goes. Did they have even the smallest inkling as they set out, of what they would find at the other end of their journey, when their feet would carry them across a threshold and into a simple house where a mother played with her small son–no…
Back in September, I was out one afternoon in our little London garden with Kaya and Oskar. We were picking cherry tomatoes from our three plants that had gone a little crazy in the sunny spot we had picked for them and were producing tomatoes at a ridiculous rate. As I stood there listening to…
We kicked off the month perfectly with a week in Provence with my parents. It was really lovely to have a change of scenery (wow, pretty great scenery) and spend time with my parents. Our rental house had a pool, trampoline, swings, petanque course, tree house – Kaya was officially in paradise. We also got…
