If you’ve been following along with me for a little while now, you would not be surprised that I am approaching 2018 with expectation. With hopes for new challenges to come my way. It is both an exciting place to be and a frustrating one. To have no idea what your role is in the… Continue reading Caramel lattes and advice for when you find yourself with no roadmap
As I sit here to write at the bar in my kitchen, I’ve got to stop every few minutes to sneeze, blow my nose, add to the pile of crumpled kleenexes tossed about me. My stomach is growling as I wait for the eggs to boil for lunch. The kids and I have just returned… Continue reading This is what we have to do
“To love someone fiercely, to believe in something with your whole heart, to celebrate a fleeting moment in time, to fully engage in a life that doesn’t come with guarantees – these are risks that involve vulnerability and often pain. But, I’m learning that recognizing and leaning into the discomfort of vulnerability teaches us how… Continue reading Showing up
Dear readers: I haven’t been posting on here very often, which you may or may not have noticed. But I have been busy writing. I feel things are changing for me, a transformation I can’t exactly explain or put my finger on. For the past year I’ve had it in my mind that I’d love… Continue reading Dear readers, do you have a minute?
“Without oxen a stable stays clean, but you need a strong ox for a large harvest.” (Proverbs 14:4) Years ago when my husband and I were just newlyweds, a family we had recently met invited us over for dinner. I walk into the kitchen to see pumpkin soup simmering on the stove – the shell… Continue reading Pumpkin soup and laundry heaps
Happy Valentine’s Day, lovelies 🙂 When I was a little girl I loved Valentine’s Day. I would plan my outfit carefully, with as much pink mixed in as I could find. I’d spend hours filling out valentine after valentine to give away. My friends and I would take loads of pictures of ourselves at school, giddy… Continue reading In the Name of Love
Writers get confused. We think writing gives us an excuse for being alive. We forget that being alive is unconditional and that life and writing are two separate entities. Often we use writing as a way to receive notice, attention, love. “See what I wrote. I must be a good person.” We are good people… Continue reading “We are good people before we ever write a word”