It’s interesting to watch how people respond to failure. Not big, catastrophic failure. Just your run of the mill, everyday, failure. Like eating too much when you swore you were going to cut back. Or promising you would be patient with your child then losing your temper. Or trying to [...]read more

There’s nothing like a holiday weekend with my four kids to remind me that they are each unique. They have plenty of similarities. There are traits that they all share. They also each have characteristics that are little glimpses of Greg or me. But they are each distinctly, different individuals. [...]read more

On June 26th I saw this text: “I’m building a chicken coop. Corner where sandbox used to be.” That was from Greg, my husband. By his own admission, he is prone to the occasional hair-brained idea. But Greg’s friend Bill has chickens in his backyard and after seeing Bill’s chickens, [...]read more

I remember each time Greg and I welcomed a new life into our family. Beautiful moments that were filled with love and joy. Like all new parents, we had rose colored glasses when our kids were born. 22 years later our rose colored glasses have been removed. Life has happened. [...]read more

It has been a hectic fall. Filled with great things. But hectic. When my life is busy, I hear a theme emerge in my mind: There aren’t enough hours in the day. I need to get better at juggling more things. I can’t get enough rest. I wish I had [...]read more