The year I was born, my Dad took my Mom to the hospital early. If I remember the story correctly, she wasn’t in labor but, she was close enough to her due date that the impending snowstorm had him a little skittish. And there, sometime during the evening, I entered the world. A birthday spent…
Winter mornings in the Midwest are notably dreary. In our home, the November time change shifts the days so that the sun rises after our alarm clocks ring. The lingering chill makes the task of walking our dog, Khana, feel a little more like a chore than an opportunity to start the day with exercise….
I’m a Michigan girl through and through. All of my 51 years except for one have been lived through the cycle of four distinct seasons. I was born loving the feel of the sun on my skin. Summer in Michigan is amazing. Just about anywhere in Pure Michigan is within driving distance of a lake,…
The changing seasons are one of the most tangible ways we regularly witness God’s design. Each year begins with the dark, cold months of winter, wherein nothing seems to be happening. Thankfully, those months eventually give way to spring, filled with bright green shoots of life and budding trees. The following warmth of summer feels…
“When you’ve been living in a space for a while, it can be hard to see the possibilities” (Myquillyn Smith, Cozy Minimalist Home). I am currently under the tutelage of decorating guru, The Nester (aka Myquillyn Smith). My family moved into a new home last year. I lack the artistry and confidence to take steps…
The past year has been quite a struggle in many ways, and I’d like to say I’ve learned a lot in the process. Truthfully, it’s probably too soon to tell. Between working from home full-time, dealing with the stress of the pandemic, processing my anxiety and past trauma in therapy, and ensuring the stock of…