Finding Your Dreams in His Story

Life is a story and each day is a new page, and even though that sounds totally cliché, the ironic thing is, when we stop trying to figure it all…

You’re a gardener, mom.

For Mother’s Day a few year’s ago, my son gave me a hand-painted ceramic pot with a fabric flower inside of it: It was the perfect gift for me because…

This friend…

“This all has to stop,” my friend sobs on the other end of the phone. I listen and nod. “I know,” I tell her. “I know.” And as I grapple…