How to Walk Away, When You’re a Person Who Stays

How to Walk Away, When You’re a Person Who Stays

I wrestle with walking away something fierce. It seems to have always been this way. When I was younger, I think it was from a place of innocence, the notion absurd that anyone would hurt another person intentionally. Holding onto a belief that with enough love anyone...
A Deeply Rooted Home

A Deeply Rooted Home

The trees we planted in the yard have grown and our boys have followed suit. We don’t notice the changes as much overnight, or even season to season, but a cluster of years tells a different story. Like the pencil marks that tracked each summer stay on my Grandma...
The Amusement Park Secret to Life

The Amusement Park Secret to Life

I have been so tightly wound at varying times this summer for many different reasons, and aching for a day that we could enjoy time together.  I was beyond ready, along with my husband, and my boys.  The need for a family day with the only agenda item being making...