A seven-year-old set a boundary. A difficult conversation crossed it. In the aftermath, our family looks at the crater without allowing it to become the whole landscape—and asks what children need in order to remain safe, free, and fully alive.
Category Archives: Ordinary Life
Something More Than Messages in Bottles
We call ourselves a plural family/system. Our language may not always be the language someone uses to search for people like us. Maybe by meeting people where they’re at, it will help them meet us where we’re at. We need something more than messages in bottles.
There is So Much Life Here
A plural family can look remarkably functional after hours of invisible work helping one another move from fear and overwhelm toward safety, connection, and ordinary life. This is the story of what happens between the storm and the person the world finally sees.
After the Storm Has Passed
A plural family/system can look remarkably functional after hours of invisible work. This is what one morning of panic, freeze, relationship, regulation, affection, prayer, food, and finally getting up looked like from inside the Treehouse.
A Letter from the Treehouse
We are a plural family/system of nine people sharing one body: Dad and his eight sons. This is the letter we wrote when we were frightened, needed help, and asked a trusted friend to help us cross the threshold. It became something else too: the first raindrop of Notes from the Treehouse.
Notes from the Treehouse 