House on the Rock

Tiny, chubby hands slammed a high-chair tray lathered with smashed bananas and yogurt. I worked frantically to keep my own breakfast from burning, racing back and forth from a skillet of scrambled eggs to the… Read more

It was November 3 — a Monday. A cool breeze coursed through the air and the neighborhood smorgasbord of Michael Myers statues and 12-foot skeletons were replaced by holly jolly blow-up reindeer. Bright yellow bulbs… Read more

In the hours after my sweet Papaw’s passing, we knew we needed a quick way to get the word out. Nana asked me to compose a very brief post that I could share to all… Read more

(Disclaimer: In a perfect world I would have posted this last night, thereby justifying the choice of title, but seeing as though it is one day later and I am still 27, I decided to… Read more

The early November air was still that morning, almost as if all the earth around us was holding its breath. Dad slid open the bedroom door and I rose to meet his gaze. “Is she still with… Read more

It’s the longest and shortest years of your life, they say. Somehow marked by mundane repetition of rhythms and routines and yet, strangely, awakened to new magic every morning. The beautiful, messy chaos of life… Read more

Despite a 10:30 start time, being early to church isn’t as easy as you may think. There’s of course the end-of-week sleepies that make your bed seem comfier than ever before. Plus the social burnout… Read more

The sun is casting its crisp autumn glow across the world outside my window. My pajamas are on, despite it being not quite 8 PM, and I’m cozy against a multi-pillow mountain while a pumpkin… Read more

It’s quite possible that last week’s post came across a bit…dismal. I basically ended with the promise to think about sad things more. And while I do want to grow in acknowledging hardship and running… Read more

An email popped up from this trendy little long-abandoned blogsite. Subject line: Writing Prompt. Message Text: What are your top ten favorite movies? I sighed. That’s not really a writing prompt. I’m also not really… Read more