Mary Anglberger was my favorite babysitter. She kept me while my mother worked weekends as a Duke University Hospital psychiatric nurse. I must have been in third grade when Mary gifted me with the glory that is the chocolate Advent calendar. Amid numbered paper doors, …
Last week, Fred and I made an impulsive decision. We adopted a new cat. Having a second cat is considered impulsive for us. We are a couple who plans everything—but only after cost-benefit and perceived risk analyses, of course. In January, when we became guardians …
[This is part of an article written as a post for Steve Austin’s Grace is Messy blog. Click the link below to read the entire article on his site.] I am a fledgling sabbath-keeper. Though I’ve written a book about it, embraced my 52 chances …
What Do You Do #ForSabbathsSake? Guest Blog Series Conclusion This summer, when I began the “What do you do, #ForSabbathsSake?” Guest Blog Series, I had no idea what would emerge. Thirteen guest bloggers and three months later, we have a treasure trove of stories, confessions, …
“Crap!,” I screamed as I banged my leg against the sharp cabinet corner. After glaring at the eponymous cabinet in the living room, I assessed the damage on my left thigh, which was now in the bathroom with the rest of me. The quickly spreading …
Liz is my physical therapist and I have her on speed dial; we catch up with each other over an injury at least once a year. She’s met my friends and knows my cats’ names. This (very good) relationship is the consequence of my constant …