When you’re grieving, you feel like it will never end. Everyone grieves differently and you must have patience with yourself. Since my son, Bobby died, I get asked this question: ‘How long does grief last?’ I wish I had an answer. Grief lasts as long as it lasts. I counted it a win after a…
Touched By An Angel
Have you ever met an angel?
How to Deal With Disappointment
Now that things have opened up in my state, people are gathering enthusiastically to do the normal things they enjoyed pre-Covid. Restaurants are busy, bars are three-deep, standing room only, and coffee establishments are allowing people to sit and enjoy their favorite brew. Our local coffee house has returned to offering live music one evening…
Bottle Misery
I am beginning to think there’s an evil group of monsters who design packaging so difficult to open that one needs a knife, hammer, and bolt cutters to get to the contents. In the last couple of weeks, I’ve tried to open a bottle of salad dressing, a label-maker, and a package of salad mix.…
Oregon Trail 2.0
Let’s move to Oregon!
That Wasn’t Supposed To Happen
On a cloudy February morning, I headed to the church where I was scheduled to teach two workshops for the West Coast Christian Writers conference. My morning protein shake sat in the cup holder. I’d consumed half of it and decided to finish it in the car. The powdered protein tends to sink to the…
Fire Pit Crew
Almost a decade ago, Seth Godin released a book titled Tribes. It’s human nature to seek out tribes, be they religious, ethnic, economic, political, or even musical (think of the Deadheads). Now the Internet has eliminated the barriers of geography, cost, and time. Social media gives anyone who wants to make a difference the tools…
Jane’s Writing Workshops
Jane will be conducting two workshops at the West Coast Christian Writers Conference February 14-16, 2019.
Five Girls
Five girls became fast friends in Middle School. We weren’t exactly a clique, but no one else was encouraged to join our tribe. We enjoyed taking classes together, hanging out at lunch, and many slumber parties. We stayed friends during high school, even though two attended one high school, and three another. As we grew,…
Is it worth the worry?
What is it with those last five pounds that refuse to be banished into fat Heaven? Most women I know, even the most fit, moan about the five little lines on the scale that indicate they are not at their target weight. It could be ten, seven, or even more, but it seems like I,…