by Cornelia Becker Seigneur | Jul 12, 2018 | Family Life, Kids growing up, Parenting, Raising Teens
I was realizing that we weren’t planning as much in the summers as a family since our five kids are in varied locations and stages of life this summer, and then July hit and I panicked: Summer is half over. It made me stop to recognize that as kids get older and get...
by Cornelia Becker Seigneur | May 31, 2018 | Being present, Community, Hospitality
One of my twin sons Mick is working as a busser at a steakhouse restaurant in Waikiki this summer; he’s staying with my daughter’s family who lives in Hawaii. On his first day of what was going to be an 8-hour work day, he packed a PBJ dinner. When he came home...
by Cornelia Becker Seigneur | Apr 9, 2018 | Being present, Family Life, Guest post
I grew up in a German household where working hard without complaining was a huge value we learned. When I complained about having to do a task, my mom used to say to me, “Kopf Hoch,” which is basically German for “Keep your head up.” What that meant to...
by Cornelia Becker Seigneur | Mar 24, 2018 | 5 Minute Friday, Accident, Writing
My daughter and her husband had just returned to Germany after visiting us for Christmas, and I know I needed to getting my house back in order. You know, the routine of cleaning and laundry and organizing and putting things away and planning meals and getting my home...
by Cornelia Becker Seigneur | Mar 19, 2018 | Being present, Family Life, Parenting Philosophy
As I was leaving my parents house yesterday, I hugged my dad and said to him, “Love you, Daddy.” I have called him “Daddy” all of my life. It never became just “dad,” but was always “Daddy” which seemed to be the German way. Then my dad says to...
by Cornelia Becker Seigneur | Mar 16, 2018 | 5 Minute Friday, Accident, Faith, Gratitude
The last thing I remember was passing the Starbucks then the McDonalds with its bright neon lights lighting up the fast-food chain’s parking lot on the corner of Walling Street. We had also walked by the Bugatti’s Italian Restaurant, and later when I reflected back, I...
