The very first field placement I had as a social work student was visiting homes of lower-income families with 2 and 3-year-old children. Each week I brought a book or toy and modeled for the family how to interact with their children. The goal was to help families engage and enhance vocabulary skills needed to
I had never seen myself without it. There are pictures of me when I was about 4 years old, wearing a sleeveless shirt…and there it was: a scar on my left shoulder. As I have gotten older, unfortunately the scar has grown along with me. I try to carefully choose my clothing to avoid
An elderly lady walked up to the pharmacy counter and spoke softly to our clerk, “Could YOU help me?…I’d rather HER not…HER kind of people are dirty.” I was the ‘HER’ she was referring to, standing at a distance behind the counter. Aside from being called ‘Comanche’ by a middle school bully, this was my
Carriers of His Presence
Now that the wrapping paper has been picked up and the dishes have all been washed, I have had a moment to pause and reflect on the memories created this Christmas season. Our families are
