I loved James Clear’s book Atomic Habits, and one line in particular has stuck with me: “Decide the type of person you want to be. Prove it to yourself with small wins.” Here are some small things that I’m checking off as wins lately, I’d love to hear about yours in the comments! (Almost) daily… Continue reading things I’m loving this autumn
I don't know how your reading habits are doing during these strange, quiet days, but mine fell off the wagon for a while. Part of the problem was not having the right book. I had been trying to get through Khaled Hosseini's And the Mountains Echoed for my book club, but after trudging through three… Continue reading quarantine reads
Today is a new day. How are you feeling about it? I know that for some of us dread is weighing heavy. One day is rolling into the next with no real end in sight, and this sameness, monotony, and isolation might be a dark cloud over you. Waking up might not be a joyful… Continue reading an invitation
to be like Mary
Last night my 4 year old comes into the kitchen where I am making lunches for school the next day. He pulls a stool over to where I am standing, asks if he can help me. I want to tell him no, I’m trying to get this done as quickly as possible. I’m tired, and… Continue reading to be like Mary
so many books, so little time.
“Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book.” – Jane Smiley My husband says I should get out more. And he's probably right. The wake-up call happened when I broke yet another vacuum by clogging it with all of my hair. "Do you think I have a problem? Am… Continue reading so many books, so little time.
a soulful summer
Dear Mommas, How is your summer going? I hope you’ve found yourself laughing a great big belly laugh, have found yourself smiling wider than you have in a while. I hope you’ve put your feet up and lost yourself in a good book. I hope you’ve had a chat with a friend that uplifted and… Continue reading a soulful summer
when all becomes grace
Some of my most joyful moments happen at my kitchen window. It’s right here that I can look out to the backyard, and watch my boys hard at play. The other day as I’m chopping the veggies for supper I watch my oldest as he digs a hole in the dirt and spreads mud across… Continue reading when all becomes grace