[I]t’s a mighty act of human love to remind somebody that they can accomplish things by themselves, and that the world does not automatically owe...

Liam turned 14 last fall, and he is currently the only one of his peers without a cell phone. This isn’t a statement for or...

I have been in a creative slump the last few months, which may not be a surprise considering the recent season of withering. Lack of...

I read the book Humble Roots twice last year––once in its entirety; once in slower, more intentional meditations. What rang true again and again was...

Although I do have a few things ready for this upcoming weekend, I seem to be lagging behind the entire holiday season this year. I find...

Gift giving is my love language. Whether it’s something handmade, something gently loved and no longer needed, something you can experience, or something new, I...

Mark and I sometimes reminisce over the way various tastes and scents hold memories for us––a perfume, a spice, a food. Smelling or tasting them...

Our family is traveling for Thanksgiving this year, something we haven’t done in several years. Sometimes a change of habit is in order. Still, I...

This space has been so quiet lately, allowing some much needed room to sort out bits of my heart and home. Time feels so tenuous,...

Although I do much to protect my skin in the summertime, I always seem prone to dry spots and dullness as the weather cools off...