Articles

My Son is My Roommate

As an empty nester for five years, I was feeling very settled and had found my groove and new life. That is, until my son moved in ...

In God’s Time

Seven years. It’s a fitting number. Biblically, it represents completion. However, the number four was what was on my mind when I ...

Growing Old with Grace (and Susan!)

I never thought it would happen to me. The aging process, that is. For the first 50 years of my life, I was holding my own, leaning on ...

Something New Along Our Yellow Brick Road

“Somewhere Over the Rainbow” fills me with awe as I sing along in wonder of what’s really up there. Then there’s Dorothy’s unexpected ...

Still Alive, Still Hiking

It was her celebratory graduation trip. After years of studying as she held down two jobs, on-going volunteer work, and a jam-packed ...

Surviving Motherhood

I thought I had it mastered. Motherhood that is. It was my job. Actually, it became my identity. And despite my intentional efforts to ...

Thanksbirthing

The trip could have ended there, but Thanksgiving was just beginning. With only a few hours of sleep Sally got up and joined us for the ...

Communicating with College Kids

Updates are usually brief. Contact can often be infrequent. And if they’re boys, an SOS occasionally may be required. Yes I’m talking ...

Gap Year – Scottsdale

It was a geographically driven decision. When I booked the W in downtown Scottsdale for a family friend’s wedding nearby, I had no idea ...