How to love a mean kid

How to love a mean kid

Jackson didn’t invite the mean boy in his class to his birthday party. He wanted to. He took the invitation to school. He put it in the boy’s cubby. But when I came to pick him up later the white envelope and “Come Kick with me at my Tae Kwon...

The one where I’m delayed in Chicago (again)

I sit here in my tired high heels that I trade in for flip flops at a boarding gate waiting on the flight that’s been delayed. It’s been a grand two days of dreaming big and beautiful visions for (in)courage with the DaySpring team and my heart is full of the wonder...
Ask 100 women if they think they’re beautiful and this is what they say

Because commitment is sexier than anything else

We dance. And even with my eyes closed I know the steps by heart. One two three. One two three. You wrestle them through tooth brushes and Sponge Bob toothpaste. I tuck gangly legs and chubby thighs into Spiderman pajama bottoms and Cars pajama tops and tuck them up...