Because commitment is sexier than anything else

by Lisa-Jo | Nov 21, 2010 | Family, Marriage

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...

Sex and Faith: the universal human longings

by Lisa-Jo | Nov 9, 2010 | Callings, Faith, Family, Marriage

I’ve been thinking about love. And sex. And faith. I’ve been listening to true, searching, thoughtful, compelling, compassionate and artistic women as they strip down and bare their beliefs. Wrapped in blankets and propped between pillows, when the night...

Sometimes the only Monday morning list I can manage

by Lisa-Jo | Nov 8, 2010 | Callings, Faith, Family, Marriage, Motherhood

Monday mornings can come hard and dark and dreaded. I lie in bed and think about what Ann says about moments like these. Just do the next thing. Not the tenth thing down the list. Not anticipating the fifth, sixth, and seventh things all crashing down at once in a...

Once a sweet tooth, always a sweet tooth

by Lisa-Jo | Oct 12, 2010 | Marriage

Dark chocolate nights are my favorite. They taste of deep kisses and full moons swirled in mellow summer breezes that melt in the mouth. Cotton candy air wafts between us and I lean willow-like toward you, a sea of strawberry emotions cupped in your strong hands....

Balancing the happy ending

by Lisa-Jo | Jul 5, 2010 | Family, Kids, Marriage, Raising Boys

The lovers in movies kiss in shades of intimate sunset. Wind and light and time stand still for them. Their moments are filled with space to breathe and exhale and savor. They hold hands. They look long and deep into the insides of each other’s eyes to interpret what...

One year of hand written love letters

by Lisa-Jo | Jun 23, 2010 | Faith, Family, Marriage, South Africa, Travel

{This is part 2 of my story on our cross-cultural marriage. You can read part 1 here.} It was a cherry blossom romance. And it was unexpected. He was all-American and I was a long way from home. Twenty one and studying social justice in D.C., determined to make my...