It’s late on Friday night, and tomorrow is my grandmother’s grave side service. It’s just a small family affair, with…
Join me. Not because I have it all figured out, but because I don’t. I want to see a world…
Week 3 is here! That means you’ve been running for at least two weeks. You may have started to…
“Say, Mama.” The number of times I repeated that phrase to my children. Especially my son. He was a…
“Go! Go!” I cluck as I herd my son out for under my feet with my knees, my hands clutching…
He knows me. Too well sometimes. When my sarcasm is really cover for something more. When my silence says more…
Why do I never feel like I fit? Why do I want to? Stability and balance seem to slip through…
Some days I want her to learn so much. I want to pour into her my dreams and passions. But…
He makes all things new. When the food hits the fan (quite literally) and I’m stuck cleaning up the…
Right now you are probably feeling one of two ways. Either, “Wow, running is easier than I thought.” Or…
