My eyes were glued to our mini-van’s glass window, trying to find every possible hotel billboard that mentioned the word “pool.” Who needs Mount Rushmore or Niagara Falls? On a cross-country road trip, as a child, nothing could trump the delight of a massive box of chlorine. Needless to say I grew increasingly skeptical of…
Have you ever seen the Queen of England or the President of the United States digging through the trash for food to eat? Obviously, your answer is no. You probably never will. What about the children of royalty? Must they go prowling through alley ways in a desperate search for items to meet their needs?…
Over the past 4 years, I have attempted to grow a vegetable garden in our yard. It’s been a failure, but only by the number of harvestable plants. What hasn’t failed is the process of illuminating personal areas in my life that need attention. I’m glad to learn, but I still want to harvest fruits…
I’ve often watched my parents, of over 30 years, interact with each other as if they were still dating. Their whispers, knowing smiles passed between each other, stolen kisses and my father’s gaze on my mother—as if it was the first time he’d ever laid eyes on her—eventually peaked my curiosity. I asked my mother…
When my husband Jeremiah and I were dating and just on the verge of engagement, I noticed a difference in the time we spent together as we grew more serious in our relationship. I started to see that how I spent my time and energy would be much different as a married woman. My priorities…
