It is rare for me to complete a blog post and hit publish without second-guessing myself. The act of oversharing cuts both ways – it’s incredibly cathartic and connects me with kindred spirits I might otherwise never have recognized, but also leaves me feeling exposed, fragile, and painfully human. It’s[Read more]

For the first time in a long time, I had plans on a Saturday night: a wedding at an upscale venue, downtown. I invested in a new pair of shoes. Real, grown-up shoes, the kind some professional women wear every day (but which, thankfully, aren’t required in a church office).[Read more]

“There is no remedy for love but to love more.” —Henry David Thoreau For a brief moment, I had something pithy and profound to say in response to this quote by Thoreau, but by the time I’d settled in to write the once brilliant thought had faded, like a dream[Read more]

The drive to be productive runs strong and deep in me, but never more than when I was pregnant. Pictured with this post is a cross-stitch project I began when I was expecting my oldest son. It was ambitious (foolhardy?) to think I could finish this in the mere 36[Read more]

When was the last time you read a book or magazine article or any published text and thought, “That piece had a great editor!” My guess is never. Beautiful stories, elegant prose, thought-provoking content are all attributed to the writer. There’s nothing wrong with that, but in many cases it’s[Read more]

I know there will be days/weeks when I don’t have anything specific to write about, but I’ve been enjoying our most recent conversation so much, I’m loathe to let it languish. So, here I am, cart before the horse (or, more accurately, keyboard before the concept), waiting to see what[Read more]