Friending: Real Relationships in a Virtual World is about so much more than virtual communication; it is an encouraging nudge toward healthy friendships in ALL forms - virtual and physical.
I'm so tired of people assuming that because I'm a deep-feeling, emotional, expressive person, I must also be irrational, mentally-unstable, and weak.
How More Grace (and Less Condemnation) Can Be Found in 2020 Keep reading to discover why it may be healthier for you to live out a New Year's Hope, rather than make a New Year's Resolution. Christmas is over. And if I’m quite honest, that tree standing over there in the corner of my living... Continue Reading →
What is your least favourite month of the year? Mine used to be November. Why? Because November feels dreary. November feels like an in between-Thanksgiving-and-Christmas, useless kind of a month during which the dormant, brown grass becomes a reflection of what I feel inside - not alive, not dead, just somewhat depressed while I wait... Continue Reading →
Jesus - Safe, Tender, Extreme by Adrian Plass My rating: 4 of 5 stars Jesus – Safe, Tender, Extreme is a long walk with a good friend. It is filled with insights, humor, and stories about real life: not the life we feel we should be living, but the life we’re actually staggering through.Adrian Plass... Continue Reading →
(Names and details herein have been changed to protect identities.) I knew my cheeks were glowing as red as my teacher’s cherry-painted fingernails. Salty tears rolled over my lips and down my chin. While I cried, Miss Winter towered over me, lecturing and wagging a polished forefinger at my burning face. I wasn’t a troublemaker.... Continue Reading →
Can Someone Tell Me How to Find Balance? I used to be a no-sugar Mom. Have you ever fed your kids sugar and then watched (with horror) as your sweet angels morphed into sugar-crazed Tasmanian devils? I have. "So, what?" you may say. "Kids run around in hyper-drive for an hour and then they crash. We've all been... Continue Reading →
At first, I wasn’t pregnant; then, I was. Simple. At least, that’s how it seemed when I first found out I was pregnant with my oldest child. Beliefs Change As my pregnancy progressed, however, I began reading books on how my baby was growing. I learned more about the workings of each delicate part that... Continue Reading →
Dad's Music Hat My Dad has a black, velvet, cowboy hat. He reserves it for special occasions; specifically, he only wears it when playing the fiddle before an audience. When I was a child, I tagged along to many of Dad’s performances at weddings, anniversaries, and fundraisers. While Dad entertained onstage alongside his music buddies,... Continue Reading →