Every year as a second grade teacher I read The Important Book by Margaret Wise Brown to my students. They were preparing to write an...

I've always lived in the future. Soon I'll be able to read like all of the big kids. Soon I'll be able to drive and get a job. Soon I'll...

Divorcing at the age of 31 causes one to lose a great sense of identity. I'm constantly wondering who I am without him. Who have I been...

Linking up with the wonderful writers at #fiveminutefriday today! The challenge to write for five minutes on the word "safe" means no...

“So...is your joy back?” her far away voice asks me over the phone. Silence. I blink. And blink again. “Well, is your joy back, or what?”...

Quiet house. Dark house. Empty house. Broken house. Impending storms both within myself and out in the humid, rain-smelling, Wisconsin...

Does anyone remember those humongous, gigantic, colossal TV's from the 1980s? The kind that sat on the floor and had big huge, knobs on...

I've always been intimidated by the start of a new year... The expectation to be better, achieve more, set overarching goals, and...

When you're six years old joy looks like a Barbie Dream House. At twelve it's your own phone and a VHS tape of the Cranberries- one of...

"Don't seek to be contented with your efforts or to be assured within that all is well, balance yourself on the tremulous outer edge of...

Like many Americans, I've vehemently avoided politics since 1980- the year of my birth. Alex P. Keaton (and also Marty McFly) inspired me...

I drive to worship in the house of the Lord on a crisp October Sunday. It's time for brown leather boots and leggings under dresses. It's...

The Beginning: September 26, 1992 In middle school I was a terrible flute player. It turns out that God can use a thing like that to...

I try to avoid walking past Teavana- but sometimes it just happens. When it does, I purposely avert my eyes. I walk on the far side of...

Since April 18, 1980, I have made my expectations known. As a tiny, six pound baby I expected my mom to respond to my every whim. As a...

In April of 1996 I visited New York City on a band trip as a high school junior. We took pictures of the Twin Towers and the impressive...

Exodus 13:17-19a: When Pharaoh let the people go, God did not lead them by way of the land of the Philistines, although that was near....

I once cut my finger pretty deeply with a sharp knife. Amidst the makings for fish tacos, blood spurted from my fingertip making my...

I've always known that I would be a teacher. Ever since first grade when the beautiful Mrs. Shade taught me to become a better reader,...

When this summer began I had no idea that I would become a blogger...a serious writer. (Well, aspiring writer!) Someone in pursuit of a...