Beauty Shop Lessons in Faith: Transitions
As of Saturday, I am six months relaxer-free. Though I said I would never do it for fear of the upkeep of whatever curl pattern might lie beneath my permed hair, I am transitioning to natural. How did I go…
A Letter to My 80-Year-Old Self
At a time when everyone seems to be writing letters of reflection to their younger selves, I am instead focused on you. Young Sheryl may be near and dear to my heart, but she had her chance. This is yours. Before, you were…
Life’s Treadmills
I suppose this is what it feels like to be stuck. Something akin to heavy footsteps landing on a rickety old treadmill day after day. Same drab concrete walls for scenery. Same few folks who always trickle into the gym…
Operation Wholehearted
Never touch anything with half your heart. ~ Unknown A few weeks before my birthday, Brené Brown helped me realize that I was touching far too many things with only half of my heart. I was strolling through Target when…
An Updated Altar
The creaking went on so long that I grew accustomed to it. Creaking when I climbed the steps to my home, creaking when I walked down them to leave. Two wobbly steps and a predictable creaking greeted me every single…
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
Like most women, I have given considerable thought to the things I want in life. The type of career, the kind of man, the number of children, the style of home, the vacation destinations, so on and so forth. Fun,…
The Big Dig-out: Unearthing Your Potential
My homeowners association used the last few snow days to remind me that we pay them more than we should. Sometimes I would look out my windows to see snow plows arriving too late and accomplishing too little. Other times,…
