If you’ve ever wanted to go to Kenya

If you’ve ever wanted to go to Kenya

I work full time. At a job I love. And in this particular season I get to do that work from home. Four years ago my husband asked me, “If you could do any job, what would it be?” And I answered without missing a beat, “I want the job where I get to...
The boring ordinary

The boring ordinary

We sit in an exhausted circle of pink shag carpet on her hardwood bedroom floor. Spent. The nebulizer is humming and I’m holding the little fishy shaped face mask to her mouth. Her sweaty cheek is pressed against the crook of my elbow and her curls are tickling...
Five Minute Friday: Red

Five Minute Friday: Red

Take a deep breath. You made it. It’s Friday. If you follow me on Instagram you’ll know we barely survived a family photo session last night. Made it through with an equal mix of whispered yelling, threats, bribes and the patient talent of our good friend...
For our mother’s daughters

For our mother’s daughters

My father sat in the pew of a church in Philadelphia with a slip of paper in his hands. The cold encamped outside was a far cry from the mosquito hot shores of South Africa. Three years. He had brought his young family Stateside for three years to add a Masters of...