I returned home yesterday after five amazing days at the Florida Christian Writers Conference. Being surrounded by other people who […]
Raised by Clowns
I was raised by clowns. No, really. My parents regularly dressed in large, floppy costumes adorned with rainbow hair and […]
Sorting Through the Stuff
I couldn’t believe how different her yard looked. Granny loved plants and let them grow large, often taking over whole […]
Dreading the Snake
I’m passionate about mowing. And weed eating. It’s not the obsessive kind of passionate where everything has to be precise […]
Target on My Back
Our parents went out of town for the weekend when I was in elementary school and my aunt stayed the […]
Watching the Wound Heal
Blood dripped out immediately. I felt no pain, but my arm was obviously in shock. My shirt was covered in […]
Covering the Weak Spots
At nine years old, I told my mom I hated dance and was going to play baseball. Her dreams of […]
Your Life Matters
I’ll never forget a conversation I had with a lady at a writing conference. I asked her why she was […]
Squirt-Bottle Trained
“No more fussing at Amos. I bought the tool, today.” “Well, what is it?” My husband proudly pulled it out […]
Weary Traveler
“No. It’s not okay.” “Well, why not?” “Because its crooked. We aren’t going to settle.” I cannot tell you how […]