erin ahnfeldt

Listening to Life

Every Parent’s Nightmare

Every Parent’s Nightmare

Honestly, the whole experience didn’t seem real.  When my daughter, Hope, finished her race, we knew something was wrong.  Her gray lips and ghost-white skin looked way off. We cheered anyway as she crossed the line, but she never heard us.  She couldn’t hear anyone. ...
Beneath the Surface

Beneath the Surface

There’s a Wisconsin lake that still holds a little mystery for me.  My college roommates and I camped near it one weekend.  We didn’t even know it was there until, late at night, we took a walk.  I remember standing on the dock, listening to the gentle lap of the...
The Power Of Ish

The Power Of Ish

Hey everyone.  It is my great privilege to introduce to you my first guest blogger!  This story you’re about to read is written by my new friend Dana Romualdi.  She teaches 3rd grade, and like me, enjoys writing about her faith and her experiences with her...
The Other Side of Pain

The Other Side of Pain

Apparently, smashing your thumb with a sledgehammer can be a win.  Who knew?  While doing demolition in my bathroom, I steadied the drywall with one hand while swinging a sledgehammer with the other.  Not my smartest move, but with each swing, the two-by-fours were...
Losing Control

Losing Control

Teachers—especially this one—like to have control. We have seating charts to control where students sit, lesson plans to control what they do, and disciplinary procedures to control how they behave.  Good classrooms are all about teacher control, and if they’re really...
Blocking Bullets

Blocking Bullets

The moment is epic —the muscle-bound superhero defends the frightened kid.  There’s nothing better in stories.  Why?  Because, if I’m honest, I’m that kid.  Sure, sometimes I imagine myself as the hero, but deep down, I know I’m that scared kid too, the one who’d love...