Purposeful Trusting

Transitions kinda stink sometimes. I am not a “live by the seat of my pants” kind of person. I like routine, order, and stability. I love making lists and checking them twice (Santa & I would get along fine). As a mostly empty nester, I have a lot of freedom. We also have bills to pay, so … More Purposeful Trusting

Purposeful Waiting

I spent time in a couple of airports last weekend, where I was forced to experience my personal version of hell: waiting in line. Security scans. Food lines. Queuing up at the gate, all while schlepping baggage from here to eternity. I hate waiting for anything. I will go to great lengths to avoid it, … More Purposeful Waiting

The Cookie Story

Once upon a time, a church decided to host a block party for its urban neighborhood. Everyone was invited. There would be games and music, snow cones and balloon animals. Kids would get school supplies and maybe win a new bike in the drawing. There would be food – lots and lots of food. One … More The Cookie Story

Your Powerful Story

  The  suburban backyard was unusually quiet for a Saturday night. No lawnmowers, no neighbors calling, not even traffic disturbed the group of women sitting on the deck. Or perhaps we were so captured by what we were hearing that we didn’t notice. My friend was telling us her life story. Her story is raw and … More Your Powerful Story

Loving Willow

Our Willow, our feisty gray mouse hunter, left us last week for kitty heaven. Despite the fact that she was a member of our family for 15 years, I don’t know how much I loved her, not really. I certainly didn’t pay her much attention; she was a fixture in our garage, like the cars … More Loving Willow

Life of Bread

I’m surrounded by bread. The mixer whirls a lump of dough to a supple gloss while nearby, six swollen pans sit silently. My kitchen is misted with flour; I feel it beneath my shoes. The timer dings. I open the oven door to a blast of hot yeasty air which fogs my glasses. Pulling baked … More Life of Bread

The Boomerang Nest

So the kids came back. Sort of. You might recall my story about our empty nest, how our young adults left home to pursue next steps. They’re now in between adventures, and home is the place they’ve temporarily landed. The Boomerang Nest, I call it. First, two kids came back from college. Then our world … More The Boomerang Nest