Starting the year with creativity

Starting the year with creativity

In my imaginary dreamworld, one of the top jobs I have for myself is to run a craft studio. I would invite women into a creative space where they can exercise their crafty side or find a creativity they didn’t even know existed inside of them. I would give them...
Top photography moments of 2018

Top photography moments of 2018

As 2018 comes to an end, many people are posting their Top Nine photos of the year. Even though nine isn’t the typical even number that comes to mind when highlighting the top moments of a year, the nine-grid photo fits perfectly on Instagram. I’ve been...
Giving the gift of words

Giving the gift of words

We just wrapped up what I like to call “birthday season” at our house. All four of our children have birthdays in the fall. That means that during the 10 weeks between Sept. 14 and Dec. 1, it feels like we are always getting ready for someone’s...
A story about a bench

A story about a bench

Today, I’m going to write a story about a bench. Oh, and also about a wagon. And a sled. And a pair of skates. Actually, the story is about a bunch of stuff I’ve collected that is helping me feel a little more cozy and warm during these short, dark, cold...
Finding a bison in a haystack

Finding a bison in a haystack

If you wanted to see a herd of 80 bison that live in a forest preserve in the suburbs of Chicago, how hard do you think it would be? Bison are huge creatures. There are 80 of them. And they are roaming around an area that isn’t typically the home to such a...
Moving on from Halloween

Moving on from Halloween

Around 7:15 last night, we decided to head out for our second round of trick-or-treating. I stood on the sidewalk watching our youngest child and her friend and our oldest child and his friend walk up to strangers’ homes and ring the doorbell. It’s kind of...
Some days you need to run away

Some days you need to run away

When I write on my blog, I get to the end of a post and I see the list of similar posts I’ve written in the past. Lately, I’ve been clicking the links and reading stories that I wrote about seasons of our life I can barely remember. I’m amazed that...
When motherhood calls…

When motherhood calls…

I was standing in the middle of a farmer’s field Wednesday night, staring intently at the black sky when my phone rang. I could see a red haze creating a glow across the dark horizon. I looked down at the device in my hand. I didn’t recognize the number....
The writing on the wall

The writing on the wall

Tuesday morning I woke up from a deep sleep with an immediate feeling of panic. “Ugh,” was the first thought that ran through my mind. “I can’t believe we’re sending our kids to school today.” It was kind of ironic actually. Not...