Lindsay L. O'Connor

Top Row: Dylan holding Clay, Wendy holding Clint (Jojo) Bottom row: Claire and Carly Welcome to the very first post in my #momand series! I am so excited to introduce you to Wendy Thompson, homeschooling mother of 4 children aged 9, 8, 6, and 3. Wendy has been a pediatric nurse and foster parent and is…

Image created by Tim Hindes This evening, we came from churches, synagogues, and mosques to gather together. We parked on the grass lawn of a local synagogue that, despite its massive size, did not have enough parking spaces for all of the people who came to grieve. In the wake of the tragic shooting yesterday…

As a person who struggles with anxiety, I pay attention to ideas about where it originates and ways to cope with it. I’m always on the lookout for helpful strategies. I’ve heard the claim that gratitude can be an antidote to anxiety because we can’t be anxious and grateful simultaneously. This led to some introspection. Am…

Content Warning: Pregnancy Loss “Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month was first declared by President Ronald Reagan on October 25, 1988. On that day he said: ‘When a child loses his parent, they are called an orphan. When a spouse loses her or his partner, they are called a widow or widower. When parents lose…

On the heels of the “me too” movement, the media coverage of the senate hearing for Brett Kavanaugh has brought forth an outpouring of women and men sharing stories of horrific abuse and mistreatment. As much as I wanted to support those who mustered up the courage to share, I found myself wanting desperately to…

One of the most comforting pieces of encouragement I ever received was from a friend who came to visit me in the hospital. I was wrestling with grief after a miscarriage, recovering from an emergency surgery, and still waiting anxiously for the doctor to figure out what was wrong in my body, which stubbornly refused…

I saw a play once called “A Feminine Ending” by Sarah Treem. The main character is a musician with high hopes that deflate as her life begins to unravel with adversity on all sides. At the end of the play, she says, “The term ‘feminine ending’ is used when a piece of music ends in…

You said I am made in Your image. I’m beginning to see myself in You and You in me. I used to think You looked a certain way and that I needed to be set aside so that You could shine through. Now I see that one gender, one race, one ethnicity, one personality is…

“You’re taking up too much space.” The thought bubbles up from somewhere deep within me and yet also right below the surface, as though it were tired of being shoved aside. Today it has decided to crowd out everything else, growing bigger and louder like a toddler’s temper tantrum, demanding my energy and undivided attention.…

O Lord, how long? How long will injustice plague our nation,  Taking the lives of the oppressed And poisoning the hearts of the oppressors? How long will we believe that some lives matter more than others, That grief for the lives of the marginalized is commonplace and unimportant, A tool to be wielded in the…