Category: Hope

On Feeling Like You Just Aren’t All That Good.

The other day I looked at my computer and read something so very, very, VERY discouraging. These things happen. And they’ve happened to me more recently. There’s just something about putting your work into the public that is vulnerable-making. Especially with this one reality:…

Robert Frost’s Bloom — From My Archives

My Granddad planted a tree when my mom was born. He transplanted the sapling from his childhood home across the state. It was just a normal, average oak tree. But he loved that tree. “One of these days I’m going to die,” Granddad would…

Letting Go — From My Archives

It’s this time of year I’m always surprised by the bundles of lilacs that seem to have bloomed overnight. The lavender aroma shocks me with beauty. They were my sister’s favorite flower. “This is what heaven will smell like,” she would say, sitting on…

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