Kaela Moore is The Girl Who Blogs and she does it well. She is a spunky mom, a photographer of pretty, a writer of little chunks of happiness she calls posts. Her blog reads like an ode to good things, the sugary, joyful, and blindingly bright bits of life. So I marvel a bit … Continue reading »
At times those lessons were subtle. In others they were blatant, violent, and shattering. Nonetheless they were necessary. Continue reading »
I rocked my son in the creaky old glider. His hair is damp from the bath, sweet smell of bubblegum bubbles still lingering over him. I sweep my hand round and round his small back, soothing myself, really. This mother’s fear, it is an achy thing. It grabs me by the throat and throbs behind … Continue reading »
Then I realized that life isn’t always about the dramatic dark moments. Sometimes, resilience or hope come from how we maneuver our way through smaller obstacles—the tiny, dark private moments that nobody talks about but we all share. Continue reading »
The Sanctity of Reese’s I am getting married in three days, but today? Today I am searching for the world’s largest Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup , preferably one shaped like a heart. It will be the strangest wedding gift for the strangest wedding to the strangest man I’ve ever met. I’m also strange. It all makes … Continue reading »
