Fridays can be like this
Days off are a little horrible. Just a little. I’ll often have a plan: go to coffee shop, edit writing, buy face wash from Trader Joe’s. And then I’ll sit …
i will be your hero, baby!
“Extended Deadline.” These two words usually usher in a gentle breeze on which one can hear angels singing, “Gloria.” Instead, I’m a little frozen, a little scared that I could …
Call Him Up — learning to pray
I’m remembering years ago when email still felt young and social media only existed in MySpace and that one thing with a name I can’t recall that had thousands of …
Kids say some crazy stuff.
This morning, before our assortment of store-bought cereals, homemade granola, and soy milk graced the kitchen table for breakfast, and before our family of four prayed together to begin the …
unexpected ripples (part 1?)
(Written back in February. Perhaps I’ll complete it one of these days.) I’ve committed to writing five days a week. I don’t publish most of it, not because I don’t …
Joy
I took a quick trip into Facebook world yesterday. I know! What happened to my detox? It’s still happening. (And I learned that it’s very possible to get on and off Facebook …