I Think I’ll Choose Weak, Today

I Think I’ll Choose Weak, Today

I Think I’ll Choose Weak, Today

“It was almost like they were suggesting it could ruin our family.” It took a minute to register. What my dear friend had been carefully advised against — adoption — was the life I was living. Ruined? My mind flashed to Hope practicing her...
No More Running On Empty

No More Running On Empty

There’s this thing that happens when I’m introduced to another woman who has adopted. We can know little to nothing about one another and yet share a glance that says “oh, you’ve had a taste of where I’ve been.” That’s likely true of anyone who has walked...
Hope Takes Practice

Hope Takes Practice

On Christmas morning, I padded around the house in my slippers, stepping over remnants from the annual Christmas show the night before — the one the children have performed for us since a friend first suggested it as their family’s favorite tradition. For...

Getting In The Way Of Perfect

Our first home together was a 1930’s bungalow, the only remaining vestige of a farm in Crozet, Virginia. When we moved in, then, had 50 nearly-new spec homes around it, transforming it from a charming farmhouse into the gangly outlaw of the neighborhood. In...

Here’s To No Longer Playing It Safe

I never wanted to play it safe. In those rare minutes when the noise of life is quieter than His whisper against my insides, I welcome risk. I want adventure and a life-rush that might empty every last drop of me and dreams that keep my eyes open during...
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