If you don’t care about Ukraine–you are distracted.

It’s hard to get to church every Sunday these days. My soul has been heavy lately–and that makes it harder. Between work, toddlers, toddlers (did I say toddlers?) and crazy schedules, it can take every last ounce of energy. But last Sunday we committed to making the last service of the day–and we sat in … More If you don’t care about Ukraine–you are distracted.

This isn’t a ‘progressive’ time: It’s a wicked one.

I lay here and watch my two-year-old sleep with his hand still clenched around a half-bottle of milk. Trucks and dinosaurs and stop signs from his rotating night light dance across the ceiling and his comforter and his face. Each time the big T-Rex rotates over him it highlights those long lashes and those little … More This isn’t a ‘progressive’ time: It’s a wicked one.

Unmute Yourself: A message from your white friend

I’ve been scared to write. I used to blog at least once a month. I’ve been blogging since 2011. I’m known for being mouthy on my blogs, tackling sensitive issues, and being quite opinionated. I came from a Mormon conservative blogger background to a political, hands-in-all-pots, I’ve-got-something-to-say, Most-liberal-republican-you’ll-ever-meet blogger. But then BLM happened. The trend … More Unmute Yourself: A message from your white friend

In small spaces

I woke up with a sweaty little foot in my face. And no, it wasn’t my husband. My toddler woke up in the night with a nightmare and he found his way between us, and like clockwork, he turned horizontally and pushed both of us to the edges of the what’s supposed to be a … More In small spaces

I never knew why mom put the earrings back: Until now.

Anyone with a child knows how freaking hard it is. The financial, emotional, spiritual weight that comes along with parenting. The worries. The late nights. The constant “Am I doing this right?!” Anyone with two children knows it even better. Three, and you’ve got suffocation half the week and brief panic attacks in the car. … More I never knew why mom put the earrings back: Until now.