What I Want My Children to Know About Forgiveness

It was a childhood hurt that Sarah carried with her into young adulthood, but the lesson it taught her about forgiveness was powerful. She had a relative, Samantha (Sam), who, when they were both children, caused her no end of grief. Sam had a way of making Sarah feel...

Skin in the Game

Justice. As a lawyer, I navigate this word, this concept, on a daily basis. I pick up the phone and suddenly find myself having deeply personal conversations with individuals about what our legal system is able to do, and what it cannot. And although I know in my head...

When You’ve Been Scammed

Snookered. That’s how I felt three seconds after I handed five dollars to a young woman standing at the transit station who told me she was raising money for Feed My Starving Children. I was distracted. I was trying to read the map, buy the tickets, and herd two...

Choosing Grace Over Griping.

I am a fixer. A problem-solver. And I can get hung up on what could be, what should be, instead of being thankful for what is. And when faced with the fragility and the shortcomings of those whose lives intersect my own, it is sometimes tempting to focus on their...

Why I No Longer Hate the Easter Bunny

The Easter Bunny and I have a love/hate relationship. As a mother of young children, I’ve struggled with how much swimming I should be doing against the cultural tide of Easter as a pastel-colored, candy holiday. I’ve wrestled with potentially diminishing Christ and...