A short thought or poem for the weekend, friends ... "Home is not where you were born; home is where all your attempts to escape cease." (Naguib Mahfouz)

Friends, I want to tell you about a very special book written by Kayla Craig - a new friend of mine. It is called Every Season Sacred: Reflections, Prayers, and Invitations to Nourish Your Soul and Nurture Your Family throughout the Year. This is the book I wish I had when I was raising our […]

To all my mamas of LGBTQ+ kids (big or little): You are fierce. You (most likely) have been through fire. You love your child with ferocity. You are my heroes. I have sat with you as you weep not for who your child is, but for fear of what the world might do or say […]

Some people I love are burying a precious, deeply loved, way too young child. I don't have words for the sadness. Sometimes poems speak for my broken heart. This one does: "And this is the consolation - that the world doesn't end, that the world one day opens up into something better, and that we one […]

Happy Thanksgiving, friends. I hope today finds you enjoying your people; family or friends, or both. After a season of many being unable to gather, this year seems especially sweet. Finally, we can drive each other crazy in person again! There will be joy, yes. There will likely be laughter and a few tears. There […]