Have you cultivated a habit of maintaining low expectations to avoid disappointment? I have. My children don't share this habit, often having the highest expectations possible, which often leads to frustration and sadness. Both extremes can be detrimental and unrealistic. Read more below and click ... Read More about Love Requires More than Low Expectations
The New (in)courage Devotional Bible: A Giveaway
**This giveaway is officially closed. Thanks so much for entering!** Years ago, my husband bought me a study bible after I admired his and asked him to order me one of the same. When it arrived, tulips bloomed across the cover with the words "Women Mentoring Women Through the Scriptures" printed ... Read More about The New (in)courage Devotional Bible: A Giveaway
How to Recognize the Rehearsing of Our Anxieties and Walk A Better Way
I sat at the dining room table reading through lesson plans for the writing class I taught last fall when I saw it. I flipped one sheet over, and on the back, a half page of my own handwriting took me by surprise. The date typed on the front was September 12, 2017, and I discovered it in my files ... Read More about How to Recognize the Rehearsing of Our Anxieties and Walk A Better Way
A Friend for the Journey
She sat between the two younger women, crowned with a head full of white curls, the glory of her ninety years radiating from the stage. I sat at a distance, unable to see much but the head of poet Luci Shaw from my seat in the auditorium. I focused instead on her words as a river of memories born ... Read More about A Friend for the Journey
A Few Reads
As we wrap up the summer season, I thought I'd point you to a few essays I've written elsewhere over the past few weeks. It's an honor to have my words at The Rabbit Room and The Art of Simple this month. As always, thanks for reading! If you're so inclined, drop me a line and let me know what ... Read More about A Few Reads
Legacy: Part 4 in Stories for the Armchair Traveler
Tiny, crop-haired Giuditta greeted our tour group in front of her childhood home, where it sat at the crest of a hill, gazing down over lane upon lane of the family vineyard. They call their home, with its sweeping front porch and terra cotta tiled roof, Nostra Signora della Vita. Our Lady of Life. ... Read More about Legacy: Part 4 in Stories for the Armchair Traveler
