When it came time to birth my second baby, I had every reason to harbor high expectations. I was scheduled for a repeat c-section, and the details had been planned…
Yesterday, I escaped from the house to pick-up ice cream—a bright treat for a dark day — and cried the whole way to Kelly’s Ice Cream shop. We’d just received…
I miss when “corona” was just a beer. Or an old-fashioned crown. Or the glowing circle of light around the sun. Not a word synonymous with pandemic, quarantines, and a…
For years I viewed Ash Wednesday and Lent as the black sheep of evangelical Christianity. I didn’t really understand where they came from, what to do with them, or if…
Years ago, a little survey was taking social media by storm. Parents asked their preschoolers a series of questions and shared the adorable responses online. (“How old is Mommy?” 500!…