Oh, Elf To The No. Confession: There is no Elf on my Shelf.

Confession: There is no Elf on my shelf. Just: dust. Well, dust with a garland of cat hair. The pics are not worth “pinning.” I’m okay with that. Don’t panic if your shelf is adorned by an elf. I’m not judging. (Unless, you buy it outfits and dress it like… Read more“Oh, Elf To The No. Confession: There is no Elf on my Shelf.”

 I have eye trouble…. I see what I’m looking for, not always what’s there.

I love photography. Maybe. Lately, I’ve been wondering if I actually love the way I can control and change perspective through photography.  The picture above is a good example. It’s a beautiful geode, isn’t it? Except, geodes don’t have technicolor striations. If I had taken the pic in it’s natural… Read more” I have eye trouble…. I see what I’m looking for, not always what’s there.”

Christmas Calamity- When the dog eats baby Jesus- you may be missing the point.

“I want a hand carved Nativity.  That will be the perfect souvenir!  An heirloom!  It will be perfect.” I told my husband- long before we left for our trip to Germany. When we arrived- I scoured every shop in Bavaria searching for just the right one. Finally- in a beautiful,… Read more“Christmas Calamity- When the dog eats baby Jesus- you may be missing the point.”

A Broken Brave

  My coffee cup cupboard is a dangerous game of Jenga. Porcelain teacups are  stacked with heavy Starbucks mugs. Insulated cups, ready to hit the road are perched on cracked faded cups gifted by students, 30 years ago. (This type of stacking is what happens when your family empties the dishwasher…. Read more“A Broken Brave”

Pain- To Be Shared, Not Compared

Repost Warning: Forget about zombies…. we’re under attack of a two headed dragon lie. This dragon is trying to kill what God so desperately wants to create- community. Today we’re gone slay that lie like the warriors of love we are, and want to be. It’s the lie that if… Read more“Pain- To Be Shared, Not Compared”

That Thing. The One You Keep Trying to Avoid, What If It’s Your Next Step? Fiercely Facing Fear

I tend to magnify my fears through the lens of melodrama. I have skills.  Skills I put to work, last weekend, at the Speak Up Conference. Part of the conference offerings is an opportunity to paticipate in a series of fifteen minute one to one meetings with publishers, agents, consultants… Read more“That Thing. The One You Keep Trying to Avoid, What If It’s Your Next Step? Fiercely Facing Fear”

That’s Not the Nest We’re Looking For….

“Mom! HURRY! You won’t believe it! There’s a nest in the campfire wood!” I have a thing for nests. Enter “Even here” or “Nest” in the search bar and you’ll see what I mean. Nests have become a talisman or ebenezer of sorts. Something physical that reminds me of God’s… Read more“That’s Not the Nest We’re Looking For….”

A Few Miles in the Shoes of Caregivers and How YOU, Can Care for Caregivers

“What day is it?” I wake up in a panic. “Is this a treatment week, a side effect week, an off week or a work week?” I check my calendar. Whew. An “off” week. Good. That means it’s a week to catch up on “stuff”: Laundry. (Which is “enhanced” by treatment… Read more“A Few Miles in the Shoes of Caregivers and How YOU, Can Care for Caregivers”

Creation and Created. The Dichotomy of Beauty

Do you ever just feel like the world is a big, ugly jacked up mess? I do. Usually after watching the news. (Which I try to avoid without becoming Amish.Cause it would pretty much require take that conversion to be truly free of the 24/7 news cycle.) Honestly? Avoiding the… Read more“Creation and Created. The Dichotomy of Beauty”

The Cost of Integrity, The Value of a Cupcake.

“SCREEEECH” I (Unfortunately) recognized the sound as soon as I heard it. It was the sound of bumper scraping bumper. Even worse? I was turning into a parking spot at one of my places of respite the bookstore.  I was also on a mission…. the mission did not include my… Read more“The Cost of Integrity, The Value of a Cupcake.”