Being an adult during Christmas is a bit more, well, stressful. One holiday memory always brings me back to the true meaning of Christmas. One memory, and ten dogs.

A semi-fictional short story about leaving a bookstore empty-handed, but full-hearted.

The story of a moment when Mother Nature taught this mama (and her baby) a thing or two.

When gray skies bring not only rain but also treasured memories, sentimental firsts, and full-circle moments.

A story about motherhood, monsters, and the art of giving yourself candy-sized grace.

How a pair of puppy dog eyes helped this mama see herself again.

Balancing chaos and fun - something motherhood and the circus have in common. Among a few other things.

The story of how the life I have today all boils down to one moment of rejection.

Motherhood can both be suffocating and a breath of fresh air. Here is the story of how a cleansing breath to myself finally got me breathing easy.

In honor of the sun slowly setting sooner in the day, here is an old piece about the small, quiet, lovely little ladies who made my childhood summers special.

As children, we are taught to “be nice” through things like The Golden Rule. But what about being kind?

Too Kinds of People: Too Nice Vol. 1

In just a week, I went from focused and driven to wide-eyed and cruising. *insert shrugging emoji…But who said that has to be a bad thing? Here’s a poem about it.

If I’m going to start the conversation, I might as well start with myself! What makes me a Too Kind of Person?

From “Commute” to “Community”

Vol. 1 in the Writer’s Reflection series inspired by The Creative Act by Rick Rubin

I may not have a green thumb, but I’ve learned a thing or two from flowers. I’ve even earned a thing about Too’s from flowers.

A throwback from circa 2022

Writer Reflection: “On Writing Well” by William Zinsser

Too Kinds of People: Too Late Vol. 1

Too nice, too shy, too quiet, too loud, too this, too that, it’s too much. Am I really “too” anything at all?