Live With Flair

Last night, my mom told me something incredible that I had forgotten about my time on Little Hunting Creek. One day, a Canada goose flopped

I’m twelve years old and venturing out on to Little Hunting Creek–a tributary to the Potomac River. It’s winter. The ice cracks into little shards

Our drain catch broke for our kitchen sink–the sink with no garbage disposal where catching debris really matters. You don’t know how much you appreciate the

Aunt Melissa, the Wise Big Sister, recently coached my youngest daughter in better test-taking skills. In our public school, we have many assessments–both in reading in math–that

Today is a big day in my life. I made the traditional Caramel Cake that’s been passed down from Mrs. John Brown who was a

This morning I have a moment to write down some words of wisdom I heard recently. I remember that from the time I was 18

Every time I visit North Carolina, I learn more about Southern Traditions. Here, we’re spoiled with full breakfasts of bacon and eggs and coffee and

I remind myself that it doesn’t end today; Christmas rises in our hearts every day because God is with us.  It’s Christmas! Emmanuel! God is

My youngest daughter presents me with a handmade little candle for an early Christmas gift. She tells me how, in school, she took a piece

This morning I remember the despair that comes from self-focus and self-absorption. I recall the day I read Isaiah 58:10 for the first time in