When I was a teenager, I was a day-camp counselor one summer. I was one of the younger counselors, and I was so excited to lead a group of kids. When I received a review from my supervisor, however, it included the word bossy. I was appalled, followed quickly by ashamed. It was one of…
Casseroles are my love language. As a mom of many, author, artist, wife, chauffeur, room mother, wanna-be yogi, and personal chef of all things with the crust cut off, I am run ragged. I recall a season which was hard. I could barely face cooking dinner. Things seemed out of control and honestly, utterly hopeless….
Twenty years ago, I walked an indoor track with a woman from my church. Dotsey was an older, wiser soul with whom I had formed a friendship and from whom I had learned much. She told me, “I’m taking Chinese courses at the local community college. I love learning. God just keeps teaching me new…
I am going to share something I am not proud of with you. I on purpose did not heart my friend’s perfectly endearing Instagram photo. Over the course of a few weeks, I saw her kid make the team, their all-inclusive vacation, and the blue and red flowers blooming in her freshly mulched flower beds. I…
If there is one word for what I have craved most in my life, I would say it’s connection. Of course, I want to belong, and for years I equated fitting in with belonging. I also believed that my value was only in my beauty or my abilities. I’m glad I was wrong. I’m glad my…
As I stand on the brink of a new year, about to turn 34, I’m certain I’ll remember 33 as a year of abundance. More than any other time in my life, these past months have been marked with a great rush of sights, sounds, opportunities, questions, calls to action, and swirling daydreams of what…