Apr 14, 2025
When I was a kid, my dad had this massive garden—actually, calling it a garden doesn’t even do it justice. It was basically a small farm in our backyard. We grew everything imaginable, but especially corn. And when I say corn, I mean hundreds of ears of corn! Each...
Apr 11, 2025
Have you ever wondered how much seventy-five pounds actually weighs? It’s heavy enough to be awkward, noticeable, impossible to carry discreetly. It’s the weight of a child sleeping heavily in your arms. It’s the bulk of an overstuffed suitcase...
Apr 10, 2025
I’ve spent countless hours sitting in bleachers, auditoriums, and crowded church pews, watching. Watching my kids in whatever endeavor they were attempting. Soccer. Plays. Musicals. Sometimes my kids loved my “spectating,” other times they would have rathered I be...
Apr 9, 2025
I’ve come to know the hours between 2 and 4 a.m. intimately. Not by choice—I’m not a night owl—but because these are the hours when sleep often eludes me. I lie awake while the world around me slumbers, my mind suddenly alert in the stillness....
Apr 8, 2025
There’s something powerful about good questions—the kind that linger, that hold space for something surprising to be born. The kind that leaves us thoughtfully unsettled, uncertain enough to make room for something deeper to emerge. Years ago, when my daughter was...
