Settling down? What? When? “When is life going to settle down?” Those words came out of my mouth multiple times last weekend as my husband and I packed up items in our home, preparing to move. In all the hustle and bustle of life, I can honestly say I am ready to settle down
Independence Day brings to mind fireworks, cold lemonade and a day off from work. If pushed, I can recall a bit about the Revolutionary War and the history of restlessness and the struggle for change in a newly formed country grappling with emerging views. This year, though, I’m thinking of Alexander Hamilton and a
June 17, 2015 — A white extremist young man enters a church in Charleston, S.C. and kills nine people. Nov. 13, 2015 — Isis attacks in Paris have left 130 people dead. June 11, 2016 — Fifty people were shot and killed with many more injured at a gay night club in Orlando. “Imagine
My mother was a cartophile. A lover of maps and atlases. She had a keen curiosity about faraway places and would explore the world from the birds-eye view of a map resting on her lap, her right index finger tracing mountain ranges, roads and rivers like a braille reader. On family road trips of
I’ve been thinking lately about kindness — not so much random acts of kindness, but rather small, intentional acts. I was on the receiving end of much kindness recently, when a health challenge came my way. I learned that when we are least able to help ourselves, when we are at our weakest —
