an open letter to david wenzel…
Dear David, Today you will receive the results of your long awaited MRI to determine whether or not the tumor inside your brain has shrunk. This day is meaningful on so many levels simply because you have another day to kiss Amy, laugh aloud, create beauty, and love...
play to win…
Eyes roll, bodies shift, and long sighs ending with snickers accompany my suggestion of a friendly game after dinner. I’m a board game junkie. I’ll play anything, anytime, anywhere. But lately I’ve been really struggling with my competitive...advocate life…
Deep, dark eyes, barren and empty, filled with tears as he spoke in tones hushed by fear. He sat across from me and let out the guilt, shame, and rejection he was experiencing from his family and church. He grew up in the church and knew the Leviticus and 1...you know you're stressed when…
You know you’re stressed when… …your left eyes twitches involuntarily at the sound of an email notification. …you begin to speak a language only you and celestial beings understand. …you begin to talk to yourself, then disagree about the...
I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
