I just remembered a poem I wrote in French while attending an immersion program the summer of 1999. Like a song, I repeated three lines that spoke to how the summer had changed me and to how different I was from classmates. I wrote it during the final week of six. And then I remembered…
Today, I made a difficult decision. Well, I actually made the decision last night but had to communicate it today. That’s always the tougher part, telling someone, “No, that’s not going to work and here’s why.” It’s tough because so often “no” is seen as a rejection of the individual versus a rejection of the…
There are moments in my story–pivotal ones, shaping ones–that have clarified what being a woman is all about and what it’s not. Tonight, it’s about being a mother, intuitively placing the white trash bin in front of my toddler’s face as she sits, freshly showered and night-time-clothed on the bathroom floor. Her stomach has been…
Want to be an amazing Administration? Okay. But you can’t also be an amazing mother. Want to get a PhD? Okay. But you can’t also have copious amounts of time in your garden.
This birthday has been the best, thanks to my Justin. Here’s the deal… (as Ella would say, which she got from Justin) One of the things I’m horrible at doing is maximizing down time. It wasn’t until marriage, 7.5 years ago, that I realized the importance of mapping out vacation plans (not just location but…
My lazy eye…well, I wouldn’t mind a change My womanhood My womanhood + pastoral call My skin color My low voice My loud laugh My idea generating brain My passion for equipping leaders My idealism My love for music My love for writing My love for coffee shops My love for busy spaces with quiet…
This morning was both “Ahhhh, there’s so much to do” and “Ok, God, what first?” I took a moment to analyze the work I needed to complete and the time I had left in which to complete it. Suddenly everything became simpler, possible. It wasn’t enough that I knew the tasks–I had to know what…