By Grace Alone

Once in a while a memory will come back to me in odd bits, one leading to the next, until a big picture emerges that I hadn't contemplat...

I've shared my bucket list with you, and you know I'm taking piano lessons. As goofy as it seems for a 40-something woman to be ta...

Call it a mid-life crisis. Call it anything you want to. The last couple of months, something has affected me. Is it my new almost-daily...

This morning I finally decided to get out and hang the evergreen roping I purchased at the greenhouse. The result always looks pretty decent...

I was wrong...about everything. You'll probably be hearing that from me often–—daily—–as we go through this adoption process. As we ...

When I was in high school in the mid and late eighties, lunchtime was rather chaotic. The whole student body would stand in the school hallw...

Living in the Midwest, it seems like every casual conversation involves the weather. "What do you think of the heat?" "Dry e...

First, if you are tired of hearing about our adoption process, stop reading this blog right now. I have a feeling that my blog will eventual...

Last night I had a dream. I was back in my high school band during a concert and was sitting next to my friend Kristin as the band perform...

Okay, so I'm struggling. I've had a secret for some time now (okay, a couple of months), and if you know me at all, you know that I...