A few years ago, my sisters texted me pictures of their Christmas cacti blooming. It turns out, they’d each purchased one in honor of our beloved grandmother. We laughed at the memory of Grandma Rose happily exclaiming, “Ain’t that pretty!” […]
The other day I was listening to a favorite gospel song while out on a run. I learned it back in my college gospel choir and have always loved the simple lyrics reminding me to not be afraid in the […]
To all the host moms, foster moms, aunties, friends, neighbors and grandmas loving a child whose mom is struggling … you are my heroes. You know that wee ones from hard places can easily be lost in the battles their moms […]
The pandemic has done its level best to rob us of human interaction. Ubiquitous signage warn us to stay away from each other, circles on sidewalks direct us where to stand and partitions in schools keep kids apart. That is […]
The other day, I stepped out of my office after a Zoom meeting and noticed my daughter was eating a bagel. This observation was innocuous at face value, but defeating when I thought about the dinner rolls she ate for […]
The world seems anything but peaceful right now. Even as the holiday season unfolds, rife with symbols of peace, our spirits are burdened. News of war, terrorism, and unrest can’t be ignored. Fear is fueling debates, dividing hearts, and troubling […]
Covid-19 has turned the world upside down. Everything from schools to international borders are clamped shut. Businesses have shuttered. Store shelves & streets are barren. Even toilet paper is hard to come by. We’ve all learned new terminology like “social […]
When I moved to the country, the idyllic rolling landscape quickly became my nightmare as a runner. The roads are long and the route choices are limited. Regardless of the direction you go, you face hill after hill after grueling […]
Two little girls stood staring across the screen door. Curious. Hesitant. Surveying each-other. Both wore ridiculous dresses adorned with miles of ruffles. Both had disheveled blonde hair and cheeks flushed red from exertion. They could have been looking in the mirror. […]
This morning, I read a private journal entry from one year ago. In it, I was processing (ok, venting) about a source of pain and frustration in my life. It is almost verbatim what I wrote over the weekend about […]