There’s a lot going on in the chaos that is the news this week. It’s a lot to take in and manage. In this mess of sound and screaming voices, I have found myself struggling to process all the noise and information. Through this mess, I may have stumbled on an interesting theory of my… Continue reading
Have you ever finished a book that was too good to describe, only to find you’re the first or only person you know that’s read it? That’s how I’ve been feeling after I finished reading Caraval. It was such a beautifully written and mysterious book. I was enthralled till the end (and then I was… Continue reading Nutella Rolls
Summer’s here! There’s always this big buzz about summer and summer fun. I get it, kids are out of school, the weather is hot, and it’s easier to do more things outside. There is one thing that I have never understood about summer, that’s aversion women have when it comes to water. Even before kids,… Continue reading What’s with Women and Water?
I’m apologizing in advanced for this analogy, but it’s the first thing that came to mind when I was thinking about this topic. Extra apologies to any male that is reading this post (especially if it’s my dad that is reading this). If you are a guy, maybe skip past the analogy for the point.… Continue reading The Right Support
I feel like most my posts start this way, but this past year has been filled with trials for my family. As we have struggled to get through the hardships, I found myself questioning extensively if Heavenly Father loved me. I know I asked Him almost daily about this. I was surprised to have the… Continue reading Simple as a Sifter
It was a crazy day in Kindergarten. As the substitute, I was just winging it. I had gotten over the nerves of talking to parents long ago, and yet, I was uneasy about this one. The mother was crouched next to her sweet girl talking to her about her day. I stood on the side,… Continue reading Authority Problem
On Saturday night, Superman and I had the opportunity to chaperone the youth dance (for teenagers in our church ages 14-18). We wandered the halls, watched awkwardly as teenagers wriggled and strut, we managed the snack table, and guarded the purses in the coat check. It was a pretty dull night for us, but we… Continue reading Picking Up Where You Left Off