If you don't know this about me, you should: I'm a word nerd. I love interesting words and enjoy incorporating them into my everyday vernacular. This past week, I used one I haven't used in a while: ARREARS. It means being in...
Liver & onions...something most people either love or hate. My grandma loved it and wanted me to like it too. How did she get me to the table with that on the menu? Find out when you read today's posted later than usual post!
One of my fondest memories from my teenage years is eating liver and onions at my grandma’s house. Yes, liver and onions! My grandma lived by herself near our house, and every now and then she would get a hankering for the di...
When someone you love goes missing, you suddenly become intimately aware of just how little control you have over life. Read about what happened to us when we were told that Dakota was lost while we were away on vacation this past weekend.
I thought that today’s blog would be about something I observed while Bob and I were in Montreal on our anniversary trip this past weekend. I also thought it would be more my “normal” length. (I just thought it fair to war...
Growing up in Indiana, I learned all about The Greatest Spectacle in Racing, the Indy 500. Lately, I've begun to wonder if there's something more appealing about the open road than the groomed track.
Yesterday in church, our pastor said, "You cannot passively achieve what you do not actively pursue." When I heard this, my mental engine revved: "Gentlemen, start your engines!" But I couldn't put the car in gear. It feels...
November ushers in the "most wonderful time of the year." That Andy Williams song creates a false picture of the holidays, and this year I'm not buying in. Read today's post to find out how I'm preparing for Thanksgiving, to start. Christmas is a whole other story.
It’s November. In just a few short weeks, we’ll be sitting in the car for 13 hours--just like many of you, I suppose--in order to sit with family at tables in Wisconsin and Illinois to give thanks. But already I’m tee...
As I've thought about Dakota running away this past weekend, I've recognized some similarities between her behavior and mine. You too might see yourself in Dakota. Read today's post to discover the difference between running scared and running free.
This past weekend, I received an unusual gift. My dear friend Molly and her husband Mark had just spent the entire rainy weekend (thank you, Hurricane Joaquin) moving all their worldly possessions into their new house. When w...
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Freelance Writer and Editor, 2012 - present
Writing helps clarity emerge from confusion and transforms the noise into music my soul can sing.
I've always loved words and people. I worked as a journalist and wove my two loves together to share stories. I was blessed to be a stay-at-home mother from 1994 to 2013, when our only son graduated from high school.
I'm returning to my love of words and people and offering my writing as a way to help myself and others find clarity and transformation.