Walking Wounded

"How’s your soul?" I ask my people this question a lot. I want to approach this subject with an honest moment right up front: This is big. Bigger than a blog post and bigger than me. I have been trying to write this for days. I keep sitting in front of my computer in tears because … Continue reading Walking Wounded


Dear Mama

Dear Mama, Pretend like we are best friends, drinking hot chocolate (coffee is disgusting) for a second. Imagine that I am your usually very mellow bestie who likes to make you laugh. I’m incredibly awkward and silly but today, I’m feisty. Got the picture? I get the privilege of meeting with women pretty frequently. It … Continue reading Dear Mama