I’m Not a Good Girl

“I don’t know,” one of the women said, pausing. “So far, I just don’t really relate to this book.” Nodding, smile frozen, my placid surface agreed. But inside, my heart cried something very different: Really? Because this is pretty much the story of my life. It was...

Lifted By Prayer

I got the call on a Thursday morning. My husband was far from home and he sounded discouraged, his voice strained. As my two small children fluttered around me like so many mismatched butterflies unaware of the danger of a coming storm, I blindly sat down on my...

Technology Fail

Maybe it’s my English editor geekiness, but I am just not good with acronyms. Between LOL, BRB, and YOLO, I’m constantly having to stop and remember the correct phrases. Rather than encouraging brevity, it’s an exercise in painfully slow futility. Call me old...

Quietly Influential Leadership

My Grandma Josephine wore her first pair of high heels when she was 13. For the rest of her life, she wore only high heels, and told me once that she thought her leg muscles had stretched to accommodate. It hurt to wear “normal” shoes, she said. Give her sparkly,...

Life’s Just Better with Friends

We looked ridiculous. One friend ran in front of me wearing white Michael Jackson-style gloves, 12-month-old footie pajamas flung around her neck like a scarf, managing to look graceful despite her strange accoutrements. Behind me, our other friend jogged even while...