“Blessed are the poor in spirit …” I wonder how many times I’ve read or heard the Beatitudes. I grew up in the church, so I think it might be close to a hundred at this point, most often in the New International Version of the Bible. “Blessed are those who mourn …” This passage…
He reached for the bottle again. She went behind my back and didn’t keep my confidences. My son relapsed. My parents won’t speak to me. She no longer invites me to girls’ night. She’s an adulteress. My child is a disappointment. My dad wasn’t there when I needed him. We’ve all felt betrayed by someone….
I have a confession to make. It’s a little embarrassing, and I wish it wasn’t true. I pretend like it isn’t a real thing; I don’t tell many people about this secret. But we’re all sisters here, right? No judgment, right? Okay, here goes: I prioritize my to-do list above people. I told you, it’s…
“It isn’t so much what’s on the table that matters, as what’s on the chairs.” ~W.S. Gilbert This week we have retold the birth story of The Glorious Table, celebrated our first birthday with fun giveaways, and filled our plates with perfectly imperfect stories from around the table. Now we want to take a…
I’ll admit it: I’ve coveted the ease with which others throw parties. I’ve wondered how some people–some women–seem to keep their wits about them when they have a hundred things going on and people visiting and they seem so calm (we don’t need to mention the times when I try to cook while having a…
By Terri Fullerton What are you going to bring? The holiday planners in my family (and maybe in yours?) raise this question so we can share the responsibilities that come with a celebratory meal, usually on a holiday. Each family brings their favorite dishes. I know from experience who will make desserts, who will make…