Misc.

Since I was a young girl, my parents have had family friends who were more like family to us. There was one couple in particular who I thought of as my own uncle and aunt. I referred to them as Appachen and Ammachi. Having a background that hails from South India, I realized that public

“Get thee behind me Satan”  That probably wasn’t the caption you expected to read when you saw the picture of me and my sweet boys. Strangely enough, over the past few months, those 5 words (found in Matthew 16:23) have been ringing in my ears when I think of them. Keep reading and I’ll explain. 

Two weeks ago, I sat in a waiting room at a children’s hospital with my son and reality hit me. It would be our last visit there because he will be turning 18. After receiving services there for nearly 15 years, the chapter was coming to a close. My son and I were caught in

This past week, my husband and I celebrated our 24th Valentine’s Day together. The impact of time is pretty mind-blowing. On our first Valentine’s, I was gifted with a beautiful box of chocolates and I was head over heels. Oh, how I was in love with the idea of being in love. Fast forward to

I enjoy getting my nails done for special occasions. When I realized that the trend was to get a dip powder manicure, I thought I would give it a try. I began combing through pics for the perfect color and finally found one I could show to the technician. I planned to ask for a

I learned long ago that I am a doer. When I lived in New York, I found myself doing many things: engaged in public speaking, working as a social worker, and organizing events for the youth at church. Without a doubt, it was a fruitful season and I enjoyed every moment of it. As seen

Yesterday was National Daughter’s Day – a time to honor our girls. It made me think about when I first held each of my daughters in my arms. I was literally tickled pink. They have been such a gift of love and joy to our family. We have watched our older daughter embrace life’s challenges

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.

A simple question to help you know how to pick your battles as a married couple. ~ Anu

When I was in college in the mid to late 90s my faith really became my own.  Before that, it was the faith of my parents and my upbringing in church that I would say was the main reason I was a Christian.  But during those years when I was away from home and on