The Way Back to Kansas

 

Once upon a time, I found myself in a foreign land far from home. I didn’t know the language. I didn’t know what the social norms were. And there was zero part of me that wanted to…

Day Seven

 

I started a new practice recently of listing my daily goals at the start of each day. I am a creature of habit by nature, so adopting a new practice of gathering my gold striped notebook every…

The One Magnificent You

 

This may seem like a pep talk, but let’s call it more of a truth talk. People have described me before as a motivational writer. Truth be told, I don’t really care for the label. I’m more…

The Outsiders

 

I heard this story once from one of the kindest humans I know. He told me about his experience in junior high and being raised by a single mother who was struggling to make ends meet. His…

Stones of Remembrance

 

Last night I picked a handful of black eyed Susan’s from our house that has yet to sell. A home that contains years of memories I will forever hold in my heart. The house belonged to my…

Unopened Gifts

 

We spent this past weekend with new friends that are in the process of relocating to Ohio. The weekend was filled with authentic conversation, exposed hearts, a late night visit to the local ice cream hot spot…

Seasons Of Wandering

 

Raise your hand if you’ve been through a season of feeling stuck in some area of your life. 

If we were together in a room full of people right now, you would look around and see…

With Candles and Everything

 

I called her to the front of room. She sat in the seat next to me, a mixture of anxiety and excitement suppressed behind her grin. Tomorrow is a big day. And she is a big deal…

What We Have Forgotten

 

“ ‘Cause you’re a sky, you’re a sky full of stars 
Such a heavenly view 
You’re such a heavenly view ” 
-Coldplay 

 

I sat in a room of seventy some women recently. Our largest…

Mirror Mirror On the Wall

 

Who's the fairest of them all? You are, my dear.

 

When did you learn to be so unkind to her? 

To the face looking back in the mirror. 

If you’re going…

House of Cards

 

 

If I can’t be honest in my writing, then I can’t be anything. So I must confess that as I write this, I am emotionally exhausted and running on fumes. A few days of not…

Paying Attention

 

 

Yes, it is true. There are some stories it should be a crime not to tell. And yet I realize that in the telling of them, it may be entertainment for the reader. It may…