Sometimes it’s ok to be a quitter. That is really hard for me to write. I am one who prides myself on seeing things through, plowing through the hard stuff and checking the box when I’m finished. But I quit my Algebra class. I was doing fine, had a high B average and learned a … More Scratch That.
Change, it is a-happening around here. My oldest, my firstborn, my suddenly taller-than-me man-child who made me a mama is a Senior in high school. A SENIOR. He was on my hip with a blankie in hand just five minutes ago. Add to that the preparations for the homeschool year of my younger four, (I … More Into a New Season
Driving down the old roads of Franklin, Tennessee, Civil War era homes flanking the streets and battlefields in the distance, we passed an old, red brick church with a beautiful pair of arched wooden doors. One was partially open, drawing my eye and making me long to peek inside when a woman emerged. Her dark … More Contentment and Community
As a now “older mom” among many of my friends, I found myself in an odd and often lonely season of motherhood. It is so easy to make friends when our kids are little. Playdates at the park or story times at the library are the perfect conditions for forming friendships around the common experience … More If You Lack a Mentor: In Gratitude to Sally Clarkson
For most of my life, really…as far back as I can remember…I have dreamed of playing a stringed instrument. Violin, guitar, what-have-you, they all have seemed so beautiful and unreachable to me. Growing up, I played piano and clarinet. Strings were not an option at my school. But, for the past couple of years, I … More That time I bought a Cello.