Moms, Daughters, and Being 22

My mom was beautiful— graceful, classy in a down-to-earth sort of way. She was quiet, sometimes distant… holding in so many childhood wounds. She passed away at age 46 after a weary battle with cancer. I’ll never forget the day she called me into the...

Experiencing Loss and Laughter

It was a moment marked by joy and tragedy, a realization of the impact of loss. My closest friend was walking in the door of the church as a recording of another friend’s beautiful voice filled the building. I had not seen my approaching friend in almost 7 years, (you...

Keeping Clutter Out of Friendships

My friend is not doing well. This post was to be about relationships, and how important it is to not allow toxic thoughts to clutter our interactions with those closest to us, but… My friend is just not doing well. Life seemed to stop this weekend as the events...