De Novo

I learned a new term this week. De novo is defined simply as starting anew. As a legal term - a de novo appeal - it means that you are requesting that your case be reviewed with fresh eyes, without prejudice to the verdict handed down at the original trial. I can imagine that it … Continue reading De Novo →

I Am Enough

I spent last Sunday night in the emergency room. At around 9 o'clock in the evening, I called my husband into the bedroom where I was lying down. When he asked what I needed I told him I wasn't sure, just that I needed him. I am not a needy person, and may have never … Continue reading I Am Enough →

In the Stillness

A few weeks ago - while on my way to prayer meeting - my daughter and I passed a thrift store. We were about forty-five minutes early, so we decided to stop. She went to one end of the long row of skirts and I went to the other. She came away with a few … Continue reading In the Stillness →

Look Up

The dust has settled from tax season and we are getting back into a routine. Well, I use that term, routine, loosely. My OCD and perfectionism love structure, but having grown up in a home (or, more accurately, about 20 homes before I turned eighteen) that lacked structure or discipline, I struggle with follow through. … Continue reading Look Up →

I Lost 3 Minutes…& 16 lbs.

Have you ever lost something? I recently lost a little plastic box shaped like a flower, and in each petal we store my daughters tiny elastic hair bands. I have looked in every reasonable place at least three times, and in a few unreasonable places more than once. And I cannot find it. I know … Continue reading I Lost 3 Minutes…& 16 lbs. →

A Full Plate & An Empty Cup

My daughter's birthday was this week. When my husband and I decided to start a family, I planned quite poorly. Both of our children were born during tax season, my daughter close to deadline day. I have been asked the question more than once this week, "Mom, you're not going to work on my birthday, … Continue reading A Full Plate & An Empty Cup →

The Therapeutic Art of Crying

Yesterday, the internet went down at my house. I am incredibly blessed to work from home most of the time and I use a web-based software program. So, as one of my clients put it, no internet is like no water. While I was on the phone with Comcast, on the third go around with … Continue reading The Therapeutic Art of Crying →

Nothing a Little Dumpster Diving Can’t Solve

In this house, we do chores. All of us. No one is exempt. My kids are on commission. Each chore has a value and, upon completion, a sticker is placed on the chore chart. Payday is Friday, unless I forget, then it is whatever day I remember or am reminded. When I was a child, … Continue reading Nothing a Little Dumpster Diving Can’t Solve →