Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
I think I began decorating in early grade school. I clearly remember drawing a dividing line down the middle of the room that I shared with my sister, and guarding the tidiness, organization, and flow of my half of the space. My tomboy self lived outdoors on the acres of land that my parents owned,... Continue Reading →
It's Mental Health Awareness month. And I wish I could sing over so many of my fellow #mentalhealth sufferers the song of Keala Settle "This is Me" with the same bold bravery: When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out I am brave, I am bruised... Continue Reading →
I knew this day would come. The day that we stripped our walls bare. Our home is just a house now. Ready and quiet and waiting for its next occupants. And, unfortunately, our buyer backed out, so I don't know who will hang art next on the big vaulted walls by the front window or... Continue Reading →
I've had the best intentions to keep a "Friday Favorites" blog trend going, but alas... By Friday afternoon the week has usually won and my creativity is at an all-time weekly low. And while Mondays are there own kind of crazy, I stand a better chance this morning of writing than later this week when... Continue Reading →
Abby has been talking about her 5th birthday party for AT LEAST six months, probably more. And even though my introverted-self doesn't naturally love to host parties, I am learning to love my children in the ways that they crave. In the ways that make them know that they are seen and known and understand... Continue Reading →
If you haven't watched Sarah Kay share "If I should have a daughter..." as part of her TED talk, then grab the Kleenex, chocolate, and the women in your life and click HERE to remedy that. Stunning. Tender. Powerful. And brave. ....And she’s going to learn that this life will hit you, hard, in... Continue Reading →
It's been dreary and cold and completely uninspiring outside our windows lately. Naturally, all I want to do (and am doing quite a lot of) is to eat expensive cheese, drink coffee, and burrow into couches and beds with my babies. I don't particularly want to run (not to mention, I've given up regular running... Continue Reading →
I was once told by a college English professor that my writing "soared on the heights of fancy." I treasured that as a compliment and had no way of knowing how fiercely the next decade or so would attempt to steal the joy of whimsy. My girlish heart then longed for fairy-tale endings complete with... Continue Reading →
I get it. I get it. If you know me in person or through social media, then you know that lattes (despite drinking lots of decaf) and lavender (plus ALL the oils) are my jam. But, I thought I would share a few other things inspiring me these days. First on my inspiration list is... Continue Reading →
It's a good thing my livelihood doesn't depend on my writing right now. Because, I just checked and it's been four months since I've blogged. Probably years since I've regularly shared my heart in this space. For a former journalist, that's HARD to admit. I love to write. But, I've been busy living. Breathing. Changing... Continue Reading →
