I don’t think I can scroll through social media for more than two minutes without seeing some sort of post about self care. Sometimes I read things like Be patient with yourself and I roll my eyes, and other times I see You are allowed to eat three donuts and I feel like nobody gets…
I watched the Amber Guyger sentencing footage tonight, and all at the same time I am moved by Brandt Jean's example and I am perplexed by Brandt Jean's actions and I am annoyed by Brandt Jean's words. Is Amber Guyger forgiven? Was the forgiveness Brandt Jean offered her the right thing to do? Does that…
One of the unexpected interesting things about WordPress is the analytics. The countries site visitors are from, and then being able to find and communicate with other people with similar writing styles and interests. These pages are part of my journal and I never thought analytics would be of any importance to me. And yet…
I hate these things and I love these things. Sometimes they make me feel silly, sometimes they make me feel vulnerable and sometimes I just think they're dumb. Is this really a good use of time? No. Well, maybe...in the sense that they do always take me on a pleasant little walk down memory lane.…
I am made up of contradictions, and it confuses me. For some reason, I have harbored a deep-rooted belief that people should not be a mix of things - actually, that people and belief systems and governments and literally maybe everything should consist of elements that are all in alignment. That everything should “go together.”…
It’s the first day of school and I’m up before the sun, hours before any alarms go off, excited about your year ahead and praying for your year ahead. Each year of school brings so many new milestones, from new kinds of math to discoveries about yourself to lessons about people and relationships. As your…
I manage a city. I manage a city, and I have every job within the city. When things go awry with my children or their friends, or even with kids at school they don’t really know, I am on the other end of the 9-1-1 call. My job is to ask just enough questions to…
For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been focused on this mantra: God, help me to see what you want me to see. A speaker at a retreat I attended shared that she’s been starting her day that way, and it stuck with me. God, help me to see what you want me to see.…
One of the best experiences in the days when your house becomes just yours is that moment when you realize that the closet belongs wholly to you. No sharing. No things hanging haphazardly and with no real organization. Tie racks become scarf organizers. Purses and shoes reside just above their corresponding clothes. The closet is…
Priss is defined as a "spoiled or uptight person who thinks they are too good for everyone or everything." Urban Dictionary also has several definitions, including my personal favorite, "superficial plastic wanna be princess." Sometimes I laugh at really dumb things. Sometimes I laugh at really mean things. Sometimes I laugh at really ironic things.
