Five Years Ago

Today, five years ago, a handsome man walked up the stairs towards me with a smile on his face. I had no idea that he would eventually become my husband.  On that first date we went to the grocery store...

Remember Your Stuff

Two of my students missed the wresting bus to their match this afternoon.  One of them immediately had a list of excuses: They didn’t do an announcement to remind us.  They didn’t call your room when we weren’t on the...

Love, Marriage, and the Media

A number of years ago, I had the opportunity to interview dozens of people for a video we were creating for our youth group. The question that I posed was simple, “What is love?” The answers were fascinating. Some people...

A lot of Reasons to Smile

As luck would have it, my first afternoon duty of February was scheduled for another rainy day.  As the clouds rolled in and spewed thousands of rain drops, I shook my head.  “Seriously?” I thought to myself.  As the wind...

Six Unexpected Months

During my pregnancy with Isabelle, we attempted to prepare for the craziness that would come with having a baby in the house. Additionally, we began to prepare for the idea that it would never be just the two of us...

Certain Unalienable Rights

From the moment Isabelle was conceived, she was loved. I loved her despite the waves of nausea and complete exhaustion that plagued my workdays. I loved her even more with each glass of wine that I did not drink and...

A Christmas Rainbow

Leaving our house for the holidays has felt a bit like I am leaving my daughter behind while we are going off to celebrate Christmas. I have struggled a bit with these emotions even though I know that our daughter...

Carry Me

  These two pictures define the last few weeks for me. The first is something that I received in the mail. Notice how the stamp says, “Please do not bend,” and it has clearly been bent to fit inside my...

Isabelle’s Stocking

My husband comes from an Italian family with many traditions. There are certain movies that are watched, foods that are always made, and a certain ornament that is always licked (EW!) each Christmas. My own family’s traditions are a bit...