One of my goals for 2021 is to mark the release of my first book, “Peanut Butter and Dragon Wings: a mother’s search for grace.” Telling you a few things you don’t know about it should be easy – I haven’t told you much.
I miss the face of a little child leaning over a birthday cake, blowing out all the candles, and no one seeing the germs.
This summer, our family was given the gift of a photoshoot by a friend of ours who is just setting up his side gig of photography.
In my memory, June is a chilly and outrageously drippy month in our part of the world. What has come over this one, full of radiant blue-eyed days?
I find myself loving what we make: things that mean something to me. Or sometimes, distressed letters from Walmart. Yeah, that works.