“Every Summer Has A Story” I saw those words printed beneath a beach painting: a woman sitting in the sand, gazing into the distance, lost in thoughts we’ll never know. The words stayed with me for days. Every season, every month, even...
“The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.” Isaiah 40:8 September feels like a sigh. Not a hopeless sigh, but the kind that comes when the music dwindles and you know the band is...
Hello July, my favorite month! In you contains a lifetime of cherished memories: Wimbledon on the screen and dad by my side, jumping the waves at Tower 23, burnt marshmallows with melty smores, chubby sunscreened babies in the pool, the...
I am not writing today while feasting my eyes on a beautiful landscape of autumn’s delights. Nor am I wearing cute boots and a seasonal scarf. I am a southern California girl, sitting outside in shorts and bare feet, feasting...