November is a time to contemplate our blessings. So many of us are deeply thankful. And full hearts should spill over into good deeds in the world. Over the last few weeks – via Instagram, Facebook, and emails to my subscribers – I’ve requested stories about the many ways I KNOW you guys show love…
As fall turns to winter, my thoughts coalesce around one concept: HOME.
A good seed planted in darkness can burst forth to produce a tree large enough to host entire communities in its colorful branches. So how will you mark this special day?
Do you know what tomorrow is? November 13? It’s World Kindness Day. Haven’t heard of it? Neither had I. Not until I saw it on a “Content Calendar” created by Amazon for bloggers and other creatives like me. But apparently it’s been around since 1997 and even has an official flower, the Cosmos bipinnatus. Pretty…
The tiniest phrase in a recent article about the latest massacre – the one at the Tree of Life Synagogue in Pittsburgh – infuriated me. It said the shooter “raged against Jews.” Who are these “Jews”? I’ll tell you who “they” are. Over the course of my life, people – who happen to have Jewish…
You might be having doubts about doing anything right. But I can almost guarantee you that’s wrong.
“Ah?! What was wrong?!! That one was good!” Coach Smith* groans with feigned anger, looks at me through the chain link fence, and laughs. He’s a college mathematics professor and father of three boys, the youngest of whom played baseball with mine in the spring. Now, on fall Wednesday nights, he’s taken it upon himself…
The burnt chicken on the cover speaks to me. Maybe because it sums up my current mojo…My mojo for like, the last 15 years. When this book was released in the spring of 2018, it was the week of my youngest son’s First Communion, and despite the fact that family were coming in from 4…
Today – May 23, 2018 – my husband Chris and I celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary. About a month ago, I asked my beloved if he’d like to write something about marriage for my blog to mark this occasion, and I was delighted when he said yes. The final product is a gift that exceeded…
Mom, how did you do that?” my daughter asked me a couple months ago as she studied this old photo. “Practice,” I told her, “And abs. I had really strong abs.” I ignored her skeptical glare. The truth is, some days I can hardly believe this myself. But I was – at that point –…
