I spend the last day or so stunned into stillness, too shocked to do anything. But, as the night fades into morning, shock is giving way to strength. I’m ready to rise up with the rest of Houston and find ways I can help my town, within my means and abilities. Since many
Unfortunately, our daughter seems to have learned a disappointing lesson; sometimes Christians get it wrong. Friday, July 1st, dinner conversation “Don’t do anything illegal…even if it’s legal there.” “Okay. I won’t.” “You do not have a license to go out and drink just because you’re not under our roof.” “I know.”
Something happened to me recently. Something unplanned and unexpected..which I guess is exactly what would happen when you, well, don’t plan. It wasn’t intentional, but each day as I went through my morning routine of reading, praying and journaling, it would end there…with no list outlined by bullet points telling
No time for self-care? Well, that’s about to change… Imagine yourself lingering at the breakfast table, soaking in the sunshine as you savor a cup of hot tea, still wearing the robe you slipped into after taking a long, warm bath. Now, put yourself in this scenario. Several years ago, the year I quit teaching, I’d
“I love supporting people’s dreams,” I shared with Nicole as I told her I wanted to visit her friend’s new restaurant. I think that supporting-people’s-dreams seed was sown twenty-three years ago on my drive to work each morning. I would look over at the drivers sitting next to me at the red light and
This past week I found myself rethinking our Mother’s Day celebration. While I am very much looking forward to our annual beach day, I thought about going a day early and then spending Sunday showering my daughter with gratitude by making her favorite dinner, writing her a letter or giving her a gift…just
He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink. ~Virginia Wolfe I had trouble falling asleep Saturday night, so I got up and eventually found myself “shopping the house” to accessorize my latest living room arrangement.
There is an article called “Going Back to school: The 1970s vs. Today circulating on Facebook. It takes me back…right down to the corduroys, Toughskins, striped t-shirt and culottes. It was ‘fashion for less’ at its best. I loved my avocado colored culottes with the matching gold-buttoned vest. I wore