Patina & Purl

Last weekend, someone shared a special thought with me. For the past few days, the words have resonated with me, flitting through my m...

Do you hate August? Or do you love this final summer month? I know, I know. Technically, September is the final summer month since autum...

Awwww ... look at engaged us up there. So stinking cute. And so oblivious to all that is lying ahead: all the ups and downs and laughs a...

In all that you do, endeavor to make your spouse feel wanted, needed, and loved. The night before our wedding, our officiant pulled u...

On Friday, winter dealt a final sucker-punch: four slushy inches of snow. (Final? It better be the final one, let's just say.) I aw...

Some of you may already know about my decision to leave my M.A.T. program. Those closest to me know how long I agonized over the decisio...

A person I hope to be more like: Although numerous names came to mind, one name stood out most clearly: my mom's. In this new ye...

Clutching luggage in each hand, one bag balanced on the  very edge of your shoulder, you kick the door with the toe of your boot. Thunk...

The time of gift-giving and tinsel-decking is upon us. The malls, outlets, and post office overflow with customers. A jazzy , forcibly ...

These days, a trend seems to have cropped up on the world wide web. A trend of self-bolstering, self-praise, and shoulder-straightening...

A kind and rather wise person once told me that our reactions say as much about our spirit as our actions do. We may strive to offer swee...

via tumblr Writing allows for catharsis. It gives us an opportunity to stand apart, to inspect our experiences and moments from an ob...

A little thought for the day. Lately, the awareness that some things are not worth carrying  has become very acute. Some things just ne...