My husband met me in February, 2004. I don’t remember meeting him, not his face, not his voice, not anything but his presence, sitting quiet behind my friend at a table in a darkened corner of the dining hall. I had come in looking for her, looking for something – I can’t remember now what [...]

The breaking happened on a Thursday in mid-October, 2002. I don’t remember dates, so the fact that I know this stuns me. A week before, I had spent hours on my knees, praying over a meeting between my first love and my best friend. He’d stopped talking to her when he’d stopped talking to me. [...]

The spring that year was the most beautiful spring I think I’d ever seen. Everything was so full of life, I couldn’t escape it, and it was a good thing, with everything that had fallen apart in the last year. I visited Grandma that spring, rode over with my parents, walked the yard with them [...]

What if I dared to live what I believe deep down, regardless of the yes or the no or the nod of approval or the expectation? What if I opened my life up to the good because I want to, not because everyone else is preaching it or saying it or doing it? What if [...]

I’d met her online. I knew her broken heart, knew her story. But I had not seen her worship until I met her in person. I sat in a back-ish row of the old school auditorium, surrounded by badly-painted concrete memories from my elementary school days as a public school student, surrounded by the crazy [...]

But the rest of the week has been okay, so far. Yay for getting stuff done. Just. need. to. stop. SOON. This would, of course, be me, working. I had my last shoot of the year yesterday, a newborn session for a baby who ACTUALLY slept. We’re talking landmark, people. I had an idea for [...]

They’ve been writing about it, the Compassion bloggers who went to Guatemala, Ann, the Gypsy Mama, those who’ve been impacted by them. Before them this year, Amber and Michelle began to share their hearts, and before that, Darlene asked me to design a site for her own passion. It’s all over the places I visit [...]