This post is about friends who help us to be the person we’d like to be, told through my experiences with both failure and grace. Continue reading What If You Fail to Be Who You Thought You’d Be?
Isn’t it possible for something to get worse in such tiny increments that I fail to recognize “worse” until it’s completely broken? Continue reading How do you know when something is really broken?
On writing a eulogy for my mother “Well, Tal,” I had said at my mother’s memorial service, “Maybe she’ll forget.” … Continue reading The final shade of death: She doesn’t have Alzheimer’s anymore!
I had always wanted children. I simply had no idea that raising them — or parenting them once their decisions were all theirs — could feel so hard. Continue reading Parenting Rule #1: Stop looking the “gift horse” in the mouth
The difference wasn’t that I added anything to my routine. The difference was that I did what I thought I had been doing. Continue reading Do what you thought you were doing
I had thoughts of “He will make your paths straight” (Prov. 3:6) and “Just keep swimming” (Dory in Finding Nemo), but, mostly I thought about a foot lamp. Continue reading Your action might make the difference. Act.
Within view of my kitchen is a banana spider in a large, often messy web. She reminds me of myself — except for the fact that I’m fairly certain she ate her husband last night. Continue reading 5 lessons I learned from a spider not named Charlotte
I was snuggled with my husband for a couple minutes before saying goodbye for the day. “Tori can’t say goodbye … Continue reading Hellos are far superior to goodbyes
The irony of a freeze in Florida isn’t so much that Boston ferns can’t tolerate the cold. It’s that the freeze in Florida showed me God’s power and my lack thereof. Continue reading One takeaway from the irony of a freeze in Florida
Recently, I’ve spent most of my weekends weeding my yard, and I’ve found what I termed “a metaphor for my life.” Getting into the yard to pull weeds is evidence of the hope I’ve found in this near chaos. Continue reading My yard is a metaphor for my life
Hurricane Irma — aka “the largest Atlantic hurricane ever,” “the monster storm” and “killer hurricane” after its first deaths were … Continue reading The “calm” before Hurricane Irma
Prayers, please! As I type, my friend Connie is at the hospital undergoing surgery to remove a lobe of her lung that encases a nodule. Continue reading Connie’s got this — but pray anyway, please!
I’m thankful I can see a doctor when I need one, but I want to be in the best health I can be by doctoring myself — so I won’t need one often. Continue reading Live as if health care won’t be there when you need it
Had he lived, he would have celebrated his 50th birthday this year. As of today, he has been dead more days than he’d been alive. Continue reading It’s official: His death was a lifetime ago
My friend’s husband was in the midst of an ugly political race. To encourage her, I shared my son’s perspective: Delight in opposition. Continue reading Delight in the opposition…
She was wearing the title “Daughter of the King” and living in the truth that God is in control. That is living like royalty; we must trust our Father the King. Continue reading Living like a princess…
Stories never cease to remind me that God can make something incredible from a perfect mess. Continue reading When you get to tell your story…
Thinking of my body as a masterpiece — as Rosie does — makes me appreciate how and why God made me uniquely me. Continue reading How’s your masterpiece?