Last week, in the small space between the kitchen stove and the wood countertops, one of my children felt unloved. *He told me I had...

When I first began this homeschooling journey, I was amazed how many people would ask, “Do you plan to homeschool the entire way? Through high...

I took a walk in the backyard this week, noticing the wildflower “weeds” rising to the early morning sun in adoration. Perhaps at the first...

Some of my favorite dates with Mark have been fairly simple ones at home. In the years when our children were really young or our...

I’ve been thinking about hope this year, that fragile confidence Emily Dickinson described as a songbird with feathers, perched in the soul, singing against the...

There were so many years where our home lives and learning looked more concrete—seeing, listening, doing. I worried: Am I doing enough, will they have...

We mothers wear a lot of hats, and it’s no wonder that we quickly lean into multi-tasking. Sweeping a floor while taking a business call...

This post is sponsored by Bed Bath & Beyond.     On the day we purchased this old house nearly four years ago, Mark fell through...

I will be the first to admit, I am not always very good at protecting or preparing for dates with Mark, often finding myself at...

Most Friday evenings, our family gathers around our large table to enjoy our borrowed tradition of Shabbat, the formal finish of a week of work...