Just a girl and her dad and their early morning serious sides. Yesterday, we dropped her off at kindergarten and the look in her eyes clenched our hearts with its tiny fists and pleaded with us not to leave her there. Today, the look in her eyes keeps us at a distance and tells us … More Who’s going to see the look in her eyes once she’s gone?
Love is multi-lingual. And like anything that speaks a language: a person, a body, a face; love can be misunderstood or hard to interpret. So much in life is cyclical, here for a season, then gone. Like the feelings or emotions that we often mistake for love. So very little is constant. Including the ability … More What Language Does Your Love Speak?
My husband and I recently found ourselves on the brink of marriage failure and in clawing our way back we encountered the single best piece of marital advice we’ve ever heard. Actually, it’s the only advice that’s ever rang true, right and doable over the very long haul that every marriage is. It’s advice that’s … More The One Piece of Advice We Rebuilt Our Broken Marriage With
Nostalgic is what I’m feeling this Mother’s Day eve. My son was a terrible liar when he was little. His eyebrows gave him away every time.
For as long as I can remember, grey has been my favorite color. I don’t think it’s an aesthetic-only preference. I’ve rarely been able to see the world and its complexities in black and white. My viewfinder is constantly set to shades of grey and at times that can be maddening. I’m a fence sitter, … More Our Stories Are(n’t) For Everyone