Doing motherhood like a dude

My closest friends may snort laugh in agreement when I admit that I’m a bit of a dude. I’m not… Read more Doing motherhood like a dude

Quantifiable

Quantifiable      Love is certainly not girl’s best friend, glitter pawned for tears post-divorce. It is not awkward silence holding its… Read more Quantifiable

God’s big hands

When I was 10 years old, I met Harmony Culbreath. She brought nothing but sunshine to my life. My mentor… Read more God’s big hands

Word of the year 2015

“Blessings fill your life.” I have ruminated on this statement—which I perceive to be a truth given to me by… Read more Word of the year 2015

Walk and chalk

“Walk. Chalk.” Each morning, as the hands on the clock tick and tock their way toward the number nine, Maggie’s… Read more Walk and chalk

Going off the grid

Last month, I sat at home with my daughter one chilly spring morning. Before my husband left, I had an… Read more Going off the grid

2013 gift list

Before I move on, I want to look back—not to dwell on the past or listen to Sirens, as I… Read more 2013 gift list

Not wasted

My husband changes the oil in our vehicles himself. When his brake pads need to be replaced, he borrows tools… Read more Not wasted

The real world

Someday, your father willbuild me a sunroomwith his hands. His sweat steadilydripping, devoted to craftingcontentment in my soul. And when… Read more The real world

Benign

“Will you make me some flan?” I scribbled this barely legible note with my left hand while nursing my daughter… Read more Benign