A Farewell … That’s Not Really Goodbye

I have avoided writing this post for many weeks, even though I have felt an overwhelming urge to share what’s going on over here. This little blog has been inhabiting a part of the world wide web for two years (tomorrow).  I have written about the...

In Praise of Empathy

I’m proud of my boys for lots of reasons. But nothing makes my heart swell more than when I see them show empathy. The other night I was prepping my coffee maker for a 4:45 am wake-up, heart already racing as I anticipated coaching my running group, then taking...

You Gotta Go Through It

The beginning of my run is always the same. “I Can Handle it” blaring on my headphones. Running uphill. It’s kind of a bummer to always start on the uphill, but you know what? I don’t go into the hill afraid. Pastor Furtick’s voice in my...

Summer Chore BINGO

My husband always says to use fewer words when I am talking to our boys. I tend to want to go into the “why” they should do something and overwhelm them with too many details. Maybe it’s the teacher or the wordy communicator in me, but in the case of...

Friday Faves (on a Thursday)

Did you miss Monday’s post? Well, in case you did, here are the cliff notes… I am really trying to eat better, which means more frequent, smaller meals. I am including more whole foods in my meals, and I don’t call chips and salsa a meal anymore...