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Where Does the Time Go?
One of the things that drive me crazy, and ask my husband—there are MANY, is when people shake their head and sigh, “where does...
Randy’s Story: Our Youth and Gun Violence
Let me tell you about Randy. If you met him when I did, you would see a seventh-grader with a strong sense of self....
The Science of Being Barefoot Despite Fall Nipping at My Toes
You can’t deny the fading of the summer sun. Whether it's Starbucks pumpkin spice tickling your nostrils or perhaps Target’s dollar spot fall décor...
Blame It on the Quarantine
Disclaimer: What follows here might sound absolutely absurd. But here’s the deal—I love Jesus. I have not, and I am not always great at...
Dear Daughter
My Dear Lottie Grace,
I drove home from the gym yesterday in the early dark hours. I was feeling strong and confident, and I suddenly...
Trying to Conceive
I was stalking someone online or mindlessly scrolling Instagram by the glow of the moon in bed one night the first time I came...