Last Sunday night, Johnathan and I talked about growing up in an interracial family in Mississippi, going to high school in Lancaster County, his experience at the University of Virginia and how we as white people need to be an active part of the work for racial justice. I wanted him to be really honest […]Read More Let’s Talk About Race- My Conversation With Johnathan Perkins
Twenty three years ago I came home for Christmas after spending the fall semester in Jackson, Mississippi. I went because college was depressing and I needed something that gave me purpose. I was not someone who went into those years of my life with specific plans, I was one of the lost ones. If you know […]Read More Meet Johnathan
Thin places, where the distance between heaven and earth collapses… Monday morning I woke up, surrounded by sleeping children who had decided to camp out in our bedroom while Drew was away. No one was stirring yet and the house was still dark and completely quiet except for the whirring of the bedroom […]Read More Thin Time
She takes the cart as we walk out of Costco. It’s full of heavy items and she’s just been teasing me about getting old and not having the strength to push and lift. She loves to tease me so I’ll just let her have it. She gets to do the pushing. As we […]Read More Fat Ass, Girl.
If you know me, you know I’m not a person who would call myself patriotic. But I’ve been thinking more and more about freedom in this country and how I’ve used it and taken advantage of it. This July 4th, I give thanks for my freedom and my country. I am thankful that I live […]Read More Sweet Freedom
There is something about this time of life that causes a lot of self reflection. I’ve been doing my fair share and it’s no secret that my natural inclination is to think of all the things I wish I had done differently or all the ways I have made mistakes. Sitting in the car with […]Read More Reflections
The tv was off and the boys were busy. Drew’s away in Madison for work. Abbey followed me into the living room. It was just the two of us. I sat comfortably in the big leather chair, all settled in. She stood, sat, paced, repeat- talking all the while. My job was to pay attention […]Read More Extra, Extra! Oldest Kid Survives Middle School!
Here’s some really tiny non epic news: Today I cried at a frog’s funeral. Trust me, I never thought I’d say that either. But my kid’s frog died and it broke his heart. This afternoon the two of us stood in the dirt on the side of the house and shed a lot […]Read More A Froggy Funeral
I just got in from a birthday stop I made at my favorite bakery in Oak Park, Spilt Milk. I got my coffee, my biscuit and then sat facing out the storefront window. The sun was shining warmly on me as I ate, sipped and read my book. I was thinking, how was this year […]Read More Be Here Now (Or One More Year in My Life)
The two of us walked out of the movie theater last night with very few words. I think, That was intense was what one of us was able to get out. Abbey was at a party and we had the evening with our boys. We had really been wanting to see Manchester By The […]Read More Just A Little Story