A deovtional for when you forget to remember that you, even bad days you, are the light.
Just another day, an ordinary day. But the thrill of being in print? Still exciting, every single time.
2019–Whelp. It was an interesting year. A warning: A novel length epic here. Some highlights: Broke my right toe. ThenContinue Reading
…because I’ve missed a couple of Fridays here and there. Oh well. So what is a Tuesday feel? Depends onContinue Reading
A reminder: contentment and fulfillment never mentioned anything about perfection.
Feeling like Mother of the Year? Good, me either. There are things that I regret about summer and things I treasure, and things, of course I’d rather have done differently. But hold onto hope–thank God we are not defined by one day, but the summation of many days. And many days, I know we both make the decision to follow the moments that matter.
It’s summer, isn’t it? Don’t know about you, but here it’s full-on summer: hot, muggy and well, the sorts ofContinue Reading
I’m still here, yes, despite what I imagine feels like a lot of silence. Blog posting: Clearly a discipline IContinue Reading
My January so far is cold and quiet. After the blazing end of the year to the tune ofContinue Reading
After about twelve years, everything begins to show seams. The wedding dishes, the ones you painstakingly selected together andContinue Reading
Yesterday, a solemn day. We remember, those of us old enough to experience it and those of us young enoughContinue Reading