When Life Gets Hard

When Life Gets Hard

Someone forgot to tell me. That even when things are good, even when there’s so much to be grateful for, life gets hard.   It’s messy.  It’s overwhelming, unforgiving even.  Days float along and if we’re lucky, we see life for what it...
The Only Story

The Only Story

I was in my freshman year of college, dreading speech class that day.  The class wasn’t boring or useless, because I recognize the value of speaking well, but it was just blah most days.  We spoke about widgets (what’s a widget anyway?!), and things that...

Live in The Light

There’s something about a hauntingly sad story that gets me thinking. I watched a self-indulgent episode of Nashville this morning (I’m a sucker for cowboy boots and Connie Britton), and the scenes of Scarlett & her good-for-nothing mama got me...
And When You Slow Down…

And When You Slow Down…

…You could just slow down. You could cook breakfast once or twice a week.  You could sit on the porch and watch a flag blowing in the wind as the sun comes up and the dew stretches its legs.  You could wear pajamas all day because that doesn’t make you lazy...