PB&J and Bales of Hay

When I was in first grade my class went on a field trip to a pumpkin patch. My Dad, as per usual, was chaperoning. It came time for lunch and I went to sit on a bale of hay next to my friend Isabella. I pulled my peanut butter and jelly that now had a…

I Am a Flower Smeller

I am currently in the process of building a brand. A part of that requires me to dig pretty deep into who I am as a person as my brand is pretty much just a little old me. My exercise this week has been trying to synthesize all of my roles (writer, speaker, wife, friend,…

I’m Just a Big Kid

Sometimes I think we need a little reminder of the small happy things that can happen in life. And then we need to remember that they can happen to any of us at any time. About five years ago, my Dad and I were driving up to visit my Daddy while he was away at…

Guilt and Gratitude Spiced with Jet Lag

Okay, I am finally home. After three weeks of amazing travels and reuniting with family and friends on the European continent we have returned to our home base. It feels so good to be home, but leaving anywhere is rarely fun. Saying goodbye to people you love is definitely not fun and I am a…