Here’s something to make time for on a cold Sunday morning in late fall, battening down the…
Found on the blacktop this week: beauty, chaos, relationship. Togetherness and pulling apart, coziness, grief, brokenness, comfort,…
A boxwood blooms in my yard this November. Delicate white flowers rise out of its green depths….
I had the chance to travel in Ireland not long ago with one of my young adult…
Anne Lamott is at her absolute best in her new book Somehow: Thoughts on Love. She writes…
The storm came through, as storms do. In its wake I found a branch nearly as tall…
The Universal Christ: How a Forgotten Reality Can Change Everything We See, Hope For, and Believe, by…
Anxiety. Dread. Terror. Repulsion. The cicadas are coming for my face – soon – and I am…
My father’s spirit left his body in a darkened room six weeks ago. On the wings…