This Christmas, I directed our church’s annual Christmas pageant. Notice that I don’t say, “I volunteered to direct our church’s annual Christmas pageant,” because I didn’t. How I came to head up this massive production is still unclear to me. … Continue reading
A version of this essay originally appeared as “Let Go, Breathe, Repeat” in The Pickle Patch on December 14, 2011. If there’s one thing that being the mother of three young children is constantly re-teaching me, it’s to let go … Continue reading
My husband and I have moved across the country and back during our ten-year marriage, which means that we now have friends scattered throughout the world. It’s not ideal; we wish we saw or at least spoke to most of … Continue reading
Nothing surprises me about our house anymore. We bought our house one year ago, when we moved from Northern California to Vermont. We chose it because, of the 11 houses we looked at during a marathon 3-day house-hunting visit, this … Continue reading
You know that thing that you’re always supposed to say when your kids are acting up? (And by “acting up” I mean behaving inappropriately, driving you crazy, whining and crying and not listening and pouting defiantly . . .) You’re … Continue reading