Letting Go...To Grasp What Really Matters
When my daughters and I returned from a special trip with my mom this summer, I printed out a photo from our travels. I couldn’t remember the last time I made a hard copy of a photo, nor did I know why I was doing it. I just knew this image needed to be in the forefront of my mind…
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I recently received a text message from a dear friend and fellow writer. Kellie was about to publish an article she knew would create friction. As both of her daughters embark on their paths of independence, Kellie wrote about the benefits of investing time, energy, and resources in family travel rather than sports throughout her children’s middle and high school…
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“I know you are all about telling the truth—but are you sure you want readers know the burden writing caused you during that time?” my friend asked after reviewing a difficult passage from the book I am currently writing. Yes, I was sure… because I wasn’t writing to “readers;” I was writing to one desolate heart yearning to be seen. …
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Six weeks ago, my daughter said she’d hit a song-writing slump. Avery’s guitar instructor had challenged her to writing one new song per month. At the end of the month, they agreed to share the song they’d written with one another. Avery and I had a good laugh when she said, “I’m only 12, and I don’t have as many…
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I’m just going to warn you—this message is going to have typos. I don’t have the luxury of time to proof it multiple times like I normally do before I post. There won’t be a ton of photos either. I’m hoping you can just imagine with me. Right now, I am conserving my energy; I’ve had my head down since…
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I recently rediscovered the song, “In the Blood,” by John Mayer. I’d heard it before, but it had never brought me to my knees the way it does now. Especially this part: “How much of my mother has my mother left in me?How much of my love will be insane to some degree?And what about this feeling that I’m never…
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