‘Tis (the start of) the season for giving, and November is National Adoption Month. Today, I’m linking up with my For the Love sisters to share a few of my favorite adoption-minded charities, in central Texas and beyond. Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to visit orphans and widows in their…
When I was a small child, my mother often found me teaching class in my bedroom, my, then, compliant baby brother lined up in a neat row betwixt my stuffed animals on the floor. I wanted to be many things as I got older–a country singer, a travel agent, a marine biologist, even, in high…
People sometimes ask me if I’m scared that I, too, will get Alzheimer’s disease, like my mother did. I’m not as scared as I used to be, but the possibility is always lingering in the back of my mind. Here are my five worst fears about Alzheimer’s disease. My 5 Worst Fears about Alzheimer’s Disease…
People who put up Christmas decorations before Halloween are not to be trusted. There is a season for spreading Yuletide cheer, and October is not it. Dates and seasons matter. There is an appointed time for everything. For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be…
I am 31 years old. Somehow, turning 31 in April felt much more difficult than turning 30 the year before but I’ve found that there’s beauty in this age. I’m old enough to know who and whose I am, what I want and what I don’t want, yet I’m young enough to know what I…
