There's an inner child in me who has always longed to pick wildflowers. Today I set her free.
Picking Wildflowers
Parents in Texas, I grieve with you.
How do I live in the dichotomy of caring well for my people and protecting those I love while also caring about the world at large?
In how contemplating Jesus as a man changes Good Friday for me.
I am built to engage the world through an expressive, emotional creative space. I'm so thankful for those create art for me to engage with and know Jesus better.
Friends Forever Ever
This weekend my BFF and I have 48 kid-free, husband-free hours to catch up. We will drink margaritas and pig out on deep dish pizza. We will figure out how to make a cross country friendship flourish.
How telling my story opened the door to healing my heart.
In the unfolding story of my life, this year might be considered the turning point. Some may call this deconstruction. Or reckoning or mid-life or maturity. Whatever the case, this year my eyes were opened.
100 Things I’m Thankful for This Year
A list of 100 things I'm thankful for this year, in no particular order. Happy Thanksgiving, all!
The Stories I Tell
Once upon a time there was a little girl who, as she grew up, discovered that her heart came alive as she engaged with her story and learned how to share it.
Twelve years in and a million more to go.
We are 12 today. The journey to this place nearly broke us. But all along, God was arranging things for this beautiful new season we've just begun.
The Box
The thing about pain is that it doesn't go away when it's ignored. It gets hidden, stuffed away in a box at the very back of the heart's closet and for a while forgotten about. But it always finds its way out eventually.
Mosaic
When something is shattered sometimes the pieces are too small to put back together again. But that's just because you're looking at it wrong.
These Words of Mine 