My Protector

My Protector

My grandparents lived on Marco Island, off the coast of Florida.  When I was in high school, my grandfather would give me his boat and my friends and I would drive it around the entire island. We would boat through the protected mud flats and across the expanse of the...
Will You Meet His Gaze?

Will You Meet His Gaze?

This summer, I got random texts from a guy who was convinced I was “Annie.” He would use words like “nemore,” and when I would tell him I was not her, he was sure I was pushing him off. Oh, Annie.  She obviously knew this guy, and their relationship was ongoing, but...
The Daughter of a King

The Daughter of a King

My daughter’s name is Ella.  She was actually named after my great-great-great grandmother Cinderella, crazy enough.  So my Ella has always seen her name as the same as a blond Disney Cinderella princess.  She is in the princess phase where Ariel, Belle, and Rapunzel...
You Were Created For More

You Were Created For More

I was a birthday crier. Every.Single.Year. It wasn’t that the day hadn’t met my expectations, or that I didn’t feel loved by my husband or friends. But each year as I would look back, I felt a gap, like there had to be more than this. When my son Henry was two, he...
You Are Worth It

You Are Worth It

Some days feel like we are fighting through a pile of clutter.  That’s what my week felt like until the influenza bomb hit our house and all of the confusion was blown up by 104-degree temperatures and six bottles of Tamiflu.   Things around here got quiet and...