The Grace of Planting in the Dark
My husband came back from an early morning trip to the store for ground meat to form into patties and be devoured within minutes by our crew. We had...
As We Shelter in Place
If there were an enemy wanting to eliminate our collective good, perhaps he would send a virus that would create worldwide panic, shut down our...
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,...
To the Moms of the Big Hearts, Kind Souls, and World Changers
In these weeks, the re-entry, there can be some turbulence, yes? And not just for the kids. The transition of sending them back to school whether...
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...
Holding the Year Gently
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...
What We Tell Our Boys
It is that time, we find ourselves still in the lingering glow of the new year. The threshold has been crossed with wide-eyed wonder and...
The Measure of a Good Summer + a free gift
As I sit here, my boys are heavy on my mind. Our girls, our boys, all of our children hold weight in my thoughts. By all accounts the five sons we...
The Place Our Boys Need Us to Meet Them
Summer is over. It has been for awhile according to my boys. If you entered a craft store at some point, you were being sold its ending in July,...