Find Your People (again)!

Do you know what’s fun? Trying to make friends in your early-mid-late forties. About fifteen years ago I was blessed with the most beautiful circle of women. We met at a thriving little church and before too much longer, we were basically family. Girls’ Night In every Tuesday at one of our homes where we…

I Am Who I Am…Or Am I?

One of the dumber things I do on a regular basis is decide to make a recipe I’ve never made before for a large group of people. I am, apparently, blessed with both an unshakable and unfounded confidence in my own cooking ability. Does it ever turn out well? No. Do I convince myself that…

No Ragrets

People often compare me to the apostle Paul. They say, “You’re nothing like the apostle Paul.” They have a point. I come from a hard-working middle class family who lived in a medium-sized house in an average suburban town. We moved to Centreville (fitting, isn’t it?) the summer before seventh grade, and starting middle school…