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“I’m Tired of You” – Parenting in the Time of Corona

I read a blog post yesterday from a blogger that I have followed since Hallee the Homemaker was brand-new. So, about twelve years. This article completely gave me pause and I have been mulling over what a read for the last twenty-four hours and really feel like I need to address it. The gist of it was, in the face of Corona parenting, she was sitting at dinner with her family and looked at everyone and said, “I’m tired of you.” And then she followed that up with the fact that that phrase, “I’m tired of you,” is not in any parenting book, but it should be.

Y’all, no.

It’s possible that I’m coming at this with the perspective of someone who already has a grown child. My oldest is twenty-three, and she is grown and gone. And I miss her. On a good month, I see her twice. On a normal month, I see her once. And I love spending time with her, I love talking to her, I love interacting with her via text messages and Instagram and the ways that we interact as mother and daughter. But the fact is, there is a hole in our family because she’s not here anymore. Gregg and I had a job to do with her. We were to raise a wise, independent, functional adult who loves Jesus and obeys God. And we did that. We did it really well. But it doesn’t change the fact that that seat next to me at dinner time is empty.

I understand that perspective is unique to some people in regards to this concept.


I have a family because I want those people in my life. I married Gregg because I love him and respect him and want to live and do life with him. We made a family together and we love and cherish our children. We discipline them, mold them, love them, pray for them, pray with them, teach them — and that’s our job. There’s nothing about that job that’s easy. But, there’s nothing more rewarding than the end of the day as I think back to the day about what we learned and what we talked about and what I was able to teach our children. There is truly nothing more rewarding.

Like everyone else, our family has been home since mid-March. Unlike a lot of families, my husband’s job is something that can be done remotely. Because he is high risk, he has been home since February. We still don’t go to church . We don’t go to Bible study. We still don’t have play dates. Because Gregg is high risk. It is our family…all the time.

We are together two meals a day, sitting across from the table with each other. We come together we go apart. We come together we go apart. The boys have bedrooms that they go to and we have a large living room that they come back into. Gregg and I have offices that we go to and we have a large living room that we come back into. We watch movies, we play games, we talk to each other, we laugh with each other, and we are together most of the time.

And I don’t feel like I am tired of my family. I don’t feel like I need to break away from them. If I need a moment, I can go outside or go take a bath or something. And no one will bother me.

My point is, those words are not helping any parent. The perpetuation that that is a normal thought is not a healthy thing to put out to the world.

The concept that it’s not in any parenting handbook but it should be.


No, it shouldn’t be. If that’s how you’re feeling, then there is something deficient in your mind, your heart, or in your parenting. And that is something that should be a very sincere and serious focus of reflection and prayer. Why am I feeling this way? What is deficient? How can I fix it? Here is a great resource where you can start exploring:

It’s not something for which we should strive, this normality of feeling like I’m tired of my family.

Also, to say that to your children in this terrifying, unprecedented time, when NOTHING in their lives are normal and they don’t even know how to process the news they hear or the conversations adults have in their presence… ya’ll, just NO.

Again, like I said, maybe I’m coming from a perspective of someone who already has a child out of the house and so I know what it feels like once they’re gone. Or maybe I am the one unique.

How do you feel about it?


Monday Morning Coffee and Chat 6/22/20 – Post Conference Update

Hello! Welcome to Monday Morning Coffee and Chat! Today I’m talking about this past weekend’s Kentucky Christian Writer’s Conference.

What’s Hallee drinking? Hallee’s Brew! Try it today!

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Monday Morning Coffee and Chat 6/15/20 – Conference Planning in the Midst of a Pandemic

Hello! Welcome to Monday Morning Coffee and Chat! Today I’m talking about this weekend’s Kentucky Christian Writers Conference and the planning of it in the midst of the Covid19 pandemic.

What’s Hallee drinking? Hallee’s Brew! Try it today!

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It’s Not Supposed to Be This Like This

Dear children of the world:
So much has gone on in our world in the last six months. Almost 400,000 deaths from a malicious virus that never should have been, the global economy is tanking, the news is terrifying, it’s getting worse. In the U.S., terrible things have happened to people, the political climate is inciting anything but peace, there is a divide that seems insurmountable.
Just know: it’s not supposed to be like this. It was never supposed to be like this.
There’s a way out. It will take intent, courage, passion, a coming together in a way that we should have been doing all along. It will take feeding hungry people, ministering to the poor, taking care of those who have lost, loving our neighbors, praying for our enemies, and bringing the message of unity that is the Gospel — the good news — the fulfillment of God’s entire plan for ALL of humanity in the birth, life, death, and resurrection of Yeshua Messiah. It will take embracing that Gospel, living it, being it, actually walking it on this earth so that the fruit of it — love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, self-control — is what we exude as a society. And in turn, that will shake the world. And it’s the ONLY thing that will change it.
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Monday Morning Coffee and Chat 4/27/20 – Autism Awareness, Hallee’s Brew, Temperance’s Trial

Hello! Welcome to Monday Morning Coffee and Chat! Today I’m talking about autism awareness week, the rewrite of my WWII novella TEMPERANCE’S TRIAL, and answering the question, “I’m always looking for yummy coffee… When will Hallee’s Brew be available?”

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Red Pitted Against Blue

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I quit following politics and watching the news the summer of 2007. Before then, I’d been very active in my political party and when the presidency changed, I watched a shift in behavior and attitude that was almost like two opposing teams on a football field stopped when the ball changed hands and switched jerseys. It occurred to me at that time that both parties are essentially the same and the puerile pundit blabbering is going to only ever be for their party and insanely against the opposing party NO MATTER WHAT. It made me crazy.

Fast forward to the now. I’ve watched more news in the last 6 weeks than I have in the last 13 years. Seriously. And I’ve discovered a few things with the perspective of a clear mind forged from a 13-year hiatus from the ridiculous:

  • The puerile pundit blabbering is going to only ever be for their party and insanely against the opposing party NO MATTER WHAT.
  • The political divide in this country is going to be what destroys us. Here’s something that no one says anymore: I didn’t vote for my governor, but he’s done an incredible job, an amazing job, and I’ll probably vote for him in the next election.
  • Even with time tables and scientific facts, and actual hard evidence, the blue and red divide isn’t being breached to find a common ground. THAT’S RIDICULOUS. Oh my word. I can’t even.

The whole (R) vs. (D) is a little embarrassing, really. And like the last election, with clear eyes garnered from a 13-year hiatus from the absurd, I’ll likely vote (I) because I refuse to cast my vote between the lesser of two evils.

Also, there’s a news host that I have a total girl crush on who I feel like must be my soul sister. I won’t say who it is, because I won’t be labeled politically because you’d be wrong. However, every time I hear her speak, I want to just sit at her feet and soak in how she forms sentences and delivers the words. I want to be that well-spoken and that fluid with delivering my thoughts.

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