Why the Name?
“There’s No Crying on Sundays” The name came to me one day while I was babysitting my granddaughter. She was…
“There’s No Crying on Sundays” The name came to me one day while I was babysitting my granddaughter. She was…
When I was twenty years old, I wasn’t thinking about being fifty-two. Honestly, I wasn’t even thinking about thirty. I…
What is it about getting older that makes memories come flooding back? Not the big milestone memories. The little ones….
There’s something about memories that show up out of nowhere. Sometimes it’s quilts, old canisters, cookie jars, or faded photographs….
Have you ever stopped and really listened to the conversations happening around you? Not in an eavesdropping kind of way….
On this Mother’s Day, I’ve been a mother for 29 years. And when I think about motherhood, I think a…
This month always brings mixed emotions. Birthdays—my daughters’, mine… and my sister’s. My sister, who is no longer here with…
A Year In, Still Deciding Just some April thoughts. I’ve always loved this month. The weather is just right—it’s spring,…
Recently, I had a conversation with someone who means a lot to me, someone I’m really close to. She’s wise…
Some days as a parent sneak up on you and quietly remind you how fast time is moving. I recently…
You know those digital calendars that show all your appointments but also rotate through all the fabulous family photos like…