rotten apples
“Don’t let things get to be rotten apples,” my dad used to say, my dad always said. Things rot. In a barrel of apples, it’s not the ones on top… Read more rotten apples →
so sam
I love this picture because it perfectly captures Sam at this moment in time. Sam sent it to our family text thread yesterday, and I giggled when I saw it.… Read more so sam →
spiderwebs
When I first started paying attention to the world (because that’s what you do if you want to be a writer), it was spiderwebs that caught my scrutiny. I still… Read more spiderwebs →
My Roots are Here
I kinda like this picture. I’m not sure why and it’s probably not one that should be blog-worthy, but then again, perhaps that’s the very thing that makes it blog-worthy: I… Read more My Roots are Here →
lessons on being still
I like serendipity. The word is perfectly bouncy and it feels magical. I’ve been learning to be still. It’s been a long process with many lessons. I’m not a big… Read more lessons on being still →
Ollivander’s Wand Shop
Not so long ago, we were standing in the cobblestone Diagon Alley. It was a dream come true for Hannah. She drank her Butter Beer while contemplating which wand from… Read more Ollivander’s Wand Shop →
write 2020 (olw)
It’s strange times, which is probably the only thing that propelled me back to this space. You see, some people got ahold of my last post and splattered it over… Read more write 2020 (olw) →
end-of-notebook ritual
I finished a notebook today. Notebooks permeate my life, but there is a daily staple, the jumbo PlanAhead journals that I’ve been filling since 2012 with thoughts about faith. Today… Read more end-of-notebook ritual →
it’s a sign…
“Mom, do you have a minute? I need to talk to you about something serious,” Sam said. I looked up from chopping the salad. “Do you want to talk while… Read more it’s a sign… →