when you don’t want anger or grief to be part of your story.

When she said the word,¬†fragile, I almost started crying. This was it. I had been feeling especially¬†something but hadn’t known what until she said the word. It felt like permission and grace and relief to name what was true for me. Only a matter of days before, I had named how utterly depleted I felt,…

what’s saving my life this summer.

With an enthusiastic & busy three-year-old and a sleepy, homebody 4-month-old, these summer days tend to fall into one of two categories. The first category is the “I’m going to make it” sort-of-day. The kind of day that I am able to finish a load of laundry AND put it away, where I drink some…

when being healed feels more like being eaten.

I don’t know when you last did something that terrified you, but I did something just last week that felt “scary beyond all reason” to quote one of my favorite Disney movies. I wish I was exaggerating, but it was one of the hardest things my peace-loving heart has ever done. And before you give…