#RestoringFaith Fridays – handwritten comfort

It was a week of bad news and tough breaks. One of those weeks where I kept repeating to myself through gritted teeth, “At least I have my health, at least I have my health, at least I have my health.” It steadies me, but it doesn’t comfort me. Yesterday, I grabbed...

#RestoringFaith Fridays – snark and awe

I’m done with winter. Stuck indoors, stuck in my coat, stuck in my head. Then, winter gets beautiful, forcing me to pull over and snap a picture. Awesome thoughts arise – nothing is as pure as winter sunlight. Snarky thoughts follow – another day on the...

Column Throwback – Mommy Crayon Portraits

I remember the first time my oldest drew a shaky circle with stick arms, no mouth, giant pupil-less eyes, and declared, “Mommy, this is you!” Instant tears. I hung it over my desk and for months went mushy at the sight of it. Over the last decade, my three Picassos...