How to Make It Feel Like Christmas Even When You’re Newlyweds
Christmas

How to Make It Feel Like Christmas Even When You’re Newlyweds

My husband and I will celebrate our first married Christmas this December. Although we were dating last Christmas and spent some of Christmas Day together, it feels different this year in a lot of ways. For example, practically, we’re making a home together, so we have decorating decisions to make. I have my own kitchen…

New Year, New Word

New Year, New Word

Math was never my favorite subject, but sometimes I seek symmetry in dates. I can remember the date I graduated high school (June 5th), the date I graduated college (May 3rd), and the date my debut novel released (June 15th). I wish friends and family members “Happy Birthday Eve” the day before their actual birthdays, and…

A Taste of Holiday Cheer

A Taste of Holiday Cheer

‘Tis the season for twinkle lights, Christmas carols, and menu items that only make an appearance around the holidays. There’s something about food that’s extra special. It has a way of making itself the heart of favorite traditions. And traditions are the thing that helps to keep growing families close through time, change and miles. For many…

November is for Gratitude

November is for Gratitude

It’s November. For my corner of the globe, that means autumn is making its last hurrah. The last tints of orange are glowing on the trees, and  the final harvest is being made. The nights are getting cold now. Twenty-fourteen is wrapping up and settling down to play out its last few moments before it…

What Next?

What Next?

When I graduated from high school, decided to study Communications in college, and people asked me what I wanted to do with that degree, I answered, “I want to work for a magazine or a newspaper.” Then in my  junior year, I took an internship that had me writing for the university magazine and newspaper….

From the Rearview Mirror: 10 Things I’d Tell The College Me

See that girl there? She’s seventeen; strong hands grip the wheel of her daddy’s Cadillac, and she’s barely out of the driveway. That’s her own never-known-another house in her window. But in the windshield, well, that’s a whole different view. You see, that picture was taken the summer I graduated homeschool high school, a scant…

The End.

The End.