Change can be sudden and heartbreaking, a death or a divorce. When we need real and last transformation, it comes as a slow change. Driving on country roads has required me to change as a driver. It is common to swerve and slam on the brakes in order to avoid Read More
Depression: Darkness & Silence
Sometime during the last school year, my sons took to randomly singing, “Hello darkness, my old friend.” When I informed them of the origins of the song, they laughed at the name Garfunkel. They also did not know the title was actually “Sound of Silence.” Not a big surprise there, Read More
The Golden Hour
I am haunted When I was sixteen, the movie A River Runs Through It, hit me like a freight train. I will not deny, a young Brad Pitt might have had something to do with it. However, there was something else about the story, the words of an author coming Read More
Fear and Failure
Recently my oldest son refused to perform an ordinary task. Despite the mission being age appropriate and something he had already practiced with an adult, fear and anxiety seized him. He would not budge. His task was to get out of the car, walk down a long sidewalk toward the Read More
To Hear One More Laugh: A Lament for My Grandmother
The Last Photo We buried my grandmother in July. The photo above is my last of her before her death. It is poor quality and blurry, but I took it to show family members who needed to know she was feeling better on this particular day. Those final weeks were Read More
Please Just Don’t Be a Serial Killer
I am a single mom. That sentence holds a lot of weight for me. I feel its heaviness, its sin and sadness and shame. However, I do not associate all of that loaded statement as a painful burden. Perhaps it is blind confidence or irrational optimism, but I feel my Read More
Conflicted Parenting: A Word to All the Heartless Moms
Two ideals of myself met themselves on the highway during a downpour with no one else around to see, and that was kind of the point. The two of us seldom meet, the loving, selfless mother and the 21st century Queen of Generation Me. I don’t really like for anyone Read More
Beautiful Habits
The Reality of Habits and Time Somewhere between the doldrums and the beautiful is what I hope for in this life. As of late, my head swarms with thoughts of a career change and honing a craft and hitting the road a bit and new habits. It is embarrassing to Read More