Her mom got the call less than 24 hours after arriving in Indiana. What was supposed to be a weekend of family wedding fun and catching up with lifelong friends suddenly took a dramatic turn. The flight back to Las Vegas was full of anxiety with so many unknowns. No clear answers to so many […]

The first memory that came to her mind was watching me get punched by a super aggressive upperclassman in the bathroom of the local Pizza King. No joke. Carrie and I were new friends our freshman year in high school and she was spending the night with me. It’s a miracle she ever stuck around.

I’ve never really been the kind to have a “star crush”. Willie Aames was pretty cute and hung on the wall in my closet. Tom Selleck was definitely a fine-lookin’ older guy in Magnum, PI. And Johnny Cougar was a rebel, sang, and played guitar ~ a trifecta! But no one ever garnered my attention

Books are definitely on my list of favorite things. Several years ago, during a move, I made the regretful decision to get rid of most of my books. Space was lean in my apartment at the time and a few extra bucks in my pocket seemed like a good idea. Fast forward not too many

Hate is a pretty strong word. We probably shouldn’t use it so casually. Yet I’ll be the first to say something like this: I hate liver and onions; I hate jelly beans; I hate mice; I hate dusting. And while all of those statements hold an element of accuracy, when it comes to Japanese Beetles,

Many of us have a story ~ a single defining event that determines the trajectory of our lives. We tell the story often. Good or bad, these stories have the strength to tear us down or build us up. I’m no exception. And although I have a plethora of life-altering events that have steered me

I’m blessed with many people placed in my life by the divine hand of God. Some of them I’ve known since I was a child, which means they carry many memories with me. A handful of others have only recently been gifted to me. Each one carries a unique piece of my story and how

Much, if not most, of life is lived in the tension. We celebrate at the job promotion, but suffer from the extra responsibilities. We welcome the colors that come with spring and subsequently find ourselves consumed with upkeep. We’re filled with joy as our children reach the next milestone and yet struggle with the reality

READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. THIS MATERIAL IS INTENDED FOR MATURE FEMALE AUDIENCES ONLY. She said, “Seriously! Come as you are”. The spontaneous invite for supper and drinks on the deck was hard to turn down. The preacher on any given Sunday even says it. “Just come as you are.” But he’s standing on the stage

This cross hangs from my husband’s rearview mirror. I have one in my truck as well. But does it mean anything? Many in our world are quick to want to help someone or fix a problem. We start a food pantry or a shelter for the homeless. We donate to good causes. We go on