Every morning, without fail, the sun rises. Sometimes I am awake to see it, sometimes I am not. Either way, it happens. First the sky is black and spotted with twinkling stars, then it turns a dusty grey-blue and those same stars fade then disappear entirely. Sometimes I wake when the sky is a delicious… Continue reading when doubt seems more like forgetfulness
“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.
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