When We Look for Our Points of Intersection

When We Look for Our Points of Intersection

My hometown hosted the Arkansas Oklahoma State Fair, one of my fondest childhood memories. My family owned a piano company and my daddy tuned the pianos for the acts that performed when the fair came to town. If it was open, we were there. As a teen I was too cool for...
Being Grateful for What You Don’t Necessarily Enjoy

Being Grateful for What You Don’t Necessarily Enjoy

Writing for 31 days on a theme varies by author. Some pre-plan and pre-write and I envy that level of organization. I approach life with much analysis (bordering on over-analysis), but one day at a time, and while 31 days of one-day-at-a-time will stress and stretch...
To God the Glory

To God the Glory

{This is day three of a 31 day series, 31 Days of Daily Grace. Find all posts in this series here.}   “What do you do with the journal?” she asks, nibbling a bagel and looking at me with sleepy eyes. My two youngest daughters and I eat breakfast...
Just Hold On

Just Hold On

We’ve been at Six Flags since noon on a perfect July day, but it’s dark now and we haven’t eaten in hours, the kids determined not to waste a moment when they can stroke the sky, inhale the wind, defy gravity, or test the limit of their fears. Food...
In Plain Sight

In Plain Sight

18 days. For 18 days I couldn’t find my keys and then suddenly there they were, in a place we’d looked several times. When I offered a reward—a lunch date—everyone looked even harder, but that didn’t help. My 14-year-old daughter picked out a fancy...
Throwback Thursday: Classic Easter Photo

Throwback Thursday: Classic Easter Photo

This 2005 Easter morning photo is a classic representation of motherhood, even though I’m not in it: mom plans the children’s clothing in meticulous detail—matching shoes and hairbands, coordinated outfits, nothing but the best—and just wants one photo to...

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