Ginger Garrett

“Christmas is really for children, isn’t it?” The casual remark made by a friend wounded me deeply. I had recently miscarried and was told I would never be able to carry a child to term. All month I had struggled to survive emotionally, bombarded hourly with toy advertisements and commercials featuring adorable kids sneaking downstairs … Continue reading When You Journey to Bethlehem

Several years ago, my parents sold their home in Texas to be closer to their grandchildren. The first Christmas with the family together was glorious; we ate, played, and shopped nearly every day. One afternoon, I picked up my five-year-old daughter Elise after a fun day with Grandpa and Grandma. I noticed she was looking … Continue reading The Best Christmas Is Yet to Come!

The most glorious mothering-moments always seem to go terribly wrong for me. My fifth grade daughter invited a friend, Grace, for a sleepover. Grace’s father is a church leader, a detail which will be important later, and one which my daughter will refer back to in therapy years from now. My daughter (nicknamed Lolo) and … Continue reading An Actual Miracle Occurs…