The Story Teller

My nephew Andrew Luke was born a little over a week ago. Although he is less than seven pounds and nearly five hours away, this miracle baby already occupies such a huge piece of our hearts. With each new photo, we are astonished at his mere existence. Izzi, who has always possessed an incredible fondness... Continue Reading →

You Don’t Look Sick: Part 3

This is part three in a three-part series on frustrating lines, including explanations for their hurtfulness, better phrases to use instead, and ways for the chronically ill to retrain their brain to hear the kind intentions in all words. You can catch up by reading Part One and Part Two here.  Now, let's finish ....... Continue Reading →

You Don’t Look Sick: Part Two

This is part two in a three-part series on frustrating lines, including explanation for their hurtfulness, better phrases to use instead, and ways for the chronically ill to retrain their brain to hear the kind intentions in all words. You can read Part One here.  Now, let's get back to business. #5 AT LEAST IT'S... Continue Reading →

Word Vomit

Sometimes, my filter is broken and words just fly out of my mouth, like projectile vomit, long before my moral compass has a chance to register. You’re probably thinking that I’m exaggerating. After all, my word choice here is pretty precise and constructive. But remember, there is a process to writing. In the planning and preparing stage,... Continue Reading →

This Is The Life

It was the perfect start to our marriage, encompassing all that was important to us.  Family.  Friends.  Camping.  Dancing.  Music.  Campfires.  Lace-covered hay bales and a rustic arbor.  Mason jars of wildflowers, bouquets handpicked that morning by the little ones.  Burlap bows.  Flip-flops.  We wrote our own vows, included our five children, and were married... Continue Reading →

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