• Help Wanted.  I saw one of those signs a few days ago.   In fact, during the summer months, they are everywhere. Stores are packed to the brim with tourists and young children, and managers need a few extra hands to help make the sales happen. College students, looking for a way to make extra money

  • Goat scream. That’s what my kids call my cheer from the sidelines. There’s no mistaking Mama’s scream. Just imagine the screaming goat from the movie, The Grinch. If you haven’t seen it, you need to look it up online.  Needless to say, it isn’t pretty. I don’t know how to explain the bubble of joy

  • I stared into the mirror. Tired eyes were staring back at me. No amount of concealer could hide the dark circles under those eyes. Not even the expensive kind. It had been a long day, and I was ready to rest. I could feel the fatigue in my bones, and my face wasn’t hiding it.

  • I had one big ask when my husband and I started talking: Please don’t tell me “I love you” until you’re ready to propose. Those words needed to be backed up by a promise to commit. I had grown up in a home where we said “I love you” daily- when someone was leaving the

  • It was the beginning of the school year. I watched her as she stood there, waiting for the school bus. Would she remember her bus number? Would it get her to school on time? Was the bus driver nice? All the things. All the things I worry about- they seem minor, but somehow my heart

  • There has been one constant since I was a little girl. Being at church on Sunday mornings. The pandemic interrupted my track record for a bit, but I got back as soon as they opened the doors. I could have easily skipped church while I was in college…but it was so ingrained in me to

  • My son wanted to see the “list”.   Years before I met my husband, I had written down all the qualities I was looking for in a spouse.   My kids learned about this list and my son had been begging to see it.   So there we were on the car ride home from

  • I remember exactly where we were at. Dad and I were in our car at the bank’s drive-thru lane. I watched as the cylinder carrier zoomed up papers through the vertical tube to the teller inside the building. It was a very long line with about four cars ahead of us, and Dad used that

  • He arranged for me to meet her at a local coffee shop. I was nervous. This was the first time I was meeting his sister and it seemed….real. Meeting family meant our relationship was moving to another level. He left for work and I was left alone with her. I missed him badly…and he had

  • The house was quiet and everyone was tucked in bed. I flipped off the last light switch and was heading to sleep myself when I felt the sudden unction to pray for my children. I’ve realized lately the need to go to war for them. From questionable ads on their devices to alluring billboards on