A Priceless Work of Art

  One of my favorite places in all of Kansas City is the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art. As a preschooler in the ’80s I walked those gray marble halls to my first art class in the museum’s lower level and still, to this day, wonder whether that waxy security guard just might be real. A…… Continue reading A Priceless Work of Art

3 1/2 Ways to Turn Your Bad Day Around

The combination of living out of 500 square feet and adventuring around a new city with my three daughters means our quantity and quality family hours logged are off the charts. Are you reading between the lines? There should be awards for this level of family-ing. We’re unavoidably facing each other’s shortcomings and longcomings (whatever…… Continue reading 3 1/2 Ways to Turn Your Bad Day Around

We are Vancouver Bound!

We’re seizing an opportunity to head up to Vancouver, British Columbia for a season (If you’re not brushed up on your Canadian geography, it’s on the far west coast). It’s 1,982 miles from our door step here in Kansas City to our place in Vancouver, if you’re wondering. We have more unanswered questions than answered ones.…… Continue reading We are Vancouver Bound!

Willing to Fail

Is it too late to say Happy New Year? January needs all the happiness it can get, in my opinion. I love new beginnings: unsharpened pencils, that first sip of a steamy chai latte, new journals, blank canvases, new years, new seasons, and new opportunities… Today’s word of the year is yesterday’s resolution. I love the…… Continue reading Willing to Fail

Anxiety’s Worst Enemy

Someone besides me needs to hear this today… Anxiety says, “You can’t do this on your own.” Surrender says, “You were never meant to.” These words came to mind this morning as I looked ahead into the next few months contemplating goals, deadlines, and desires I have for my family and myself. We’re no strangers…… Continue reading Anxiety’s Worst Enemy

Once Upon a Teahouse

It happened at a teahouse in California. I looked down our long, sparsely shaded table in the back garden of a quaint teahouse and remembered the worth of presence. From my seat I sat listening to the happy banter and clinking teaspoons of my husband, our three daughters and dear friends. Brimming teapots and dollops…… Continue reading Once Upon a Teahouse