I rang in the New Year on my couch, in my pajamas, with my husband. We watched the ball drop on our television screen. And even though I know, I know that nothing instantly changes when we move into...

I rang in the New Year on my couch, in my pajamas, with my husband. We watched the ball drop on our television screen. And even though I know, I know that nothing instantly changes when we move into...
{my graphics are free goodies for you} Sparrows dressed in feather coats reach into sidewalk cracks outside the window of the restaurant where my husband and I have gone for brunch New Year's...
{my graphics are free goodies for you} This time of year our yard is overrun with wildlife. Chubby squirrels play chase around the thick trunks of oaks. Blue jays scold from the branches above. A...
{my graphics are free goodies for you} It seems we are becoming a world that sees the worst in each other. Just take a look on social media. This concerns me because as I’ve often said in the past,...
{my graphics are free goodies for you} The hard pavement feels like a punch with every step. The hill's steepness taunts me and tries to steal my breath. But what really tempts me to quit are the...
{share or download this free printable} I have a confession: I've been sitting at a coffee shop wrestling with the words for this post all morning. I want to write a super-cheerful note about how we...
{my graphics are free goodies for you} Whenever someone starts talking about how it’s okay not to be perfect, I can watch the women in the room begin to squirm (myself included). Yes, we desperately...
The words sit on a table in the office my husband and I share now that we both work at home. And no matter how many times I read them, they feel like a mystery to me: Make it your ambition to lead a...
{my graphics are free goodies for you} "What's your most important value?" the group leader asked one morning during a Significant Woman study I did years ago. When it was my turn to respond I...
There’s an old story about two pots. One was perfect in every way. The other had cracks and broken places. Each day a woman filled the pots with rainwater she collected and then carried them down...