Category: The Good Life

Libraries for the Common Good

There is a hot debate in my aunt’s town far away from my own where one woman has argued they ought to clear the way in the library for more digital services because “there are too many books…people no longer read…this is the technological age.”     It was a

Choosing the Small

Journey in Love: A Catholic Mother’s Prayers after Prenatal Diagnosis is now available online at Our Sunday Visitor.     With my first book published and another on the way, there is cause to celebrate. Yet I cannot help asking myself, where do I go from here? That same question

The Hidden Cost of Luxery

  Some days, the days at home with the kids grow long. I turn to Facebook for mental stimulation and personal connection. A woman posted a series of photos in support of babywearing: the art of holding a child hands-free by a type of sling or carrier. Around the world

When you see that guy at the gas station

A young man with pale skin and scraggly hair walked the lines of the gas station. Approaching me, but standing halfway behind the pump, he quietly offered to wash my windows. Alone, I looked in his eyes and said, equally quietly, “no, thank you.” Maybe with my husband, I would

Should This Column Change Your Life?

  Previously published at the Hughson Chronicle & Denair Dispatch.   I was grateful this morning to wake and find a comment on a piece I wrote a while back titled, “Are You a Caregiver Burning Out?” The column itself meant a lot to me as it was the fruit

You are Not Who You Think You Are

You are so much more   Previously published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch   Upon a Google search, Wikipedia stated “One’s self-concept (also called self-construction, self-identity, self-perspective or self-structure) is a collection of beliefs about oneself. Generally, self-concept embodies the answer to ‘Who am I?’.” In my self-concept, I look

Herd Some Chickens

Previously published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch   We have chickens at our house. Down in numbers from our first purchase, the two remaining are a sight for sore eyes. One is a tiny, mixed breed. The other, named Cobalt, is large, dark gray hen, often mistaken for a rooster,

Discover How “To Be” While Still Doing

Previously Published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch.   The sun is out. The air is warm. Twin size sheets billow on the clothesline witnessing to the drama of toilet training. My inbox tells me I have marketing homework to do for my upcoming book, “Journey in Love: A Catholic Mother’s

A World Bigger Than Ourselves

We finished reading The Snow Queen. In its conclusion, I learned the value of reading longer works over a period of time to my children. This is a new-to-me activity. I hear other parents do this great thing. While reading, I saw my son’s eyes fixed into space as his

One Inspires Many

  Previously published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch   At the Bookworm Literacy booth during Love Hughson, my 8-year-old, at my strong encouraging, selected “The Snow Queen” by Hans Christian Anderson. One character, the Finn Woman tells her reindeer, “I can give her no greater power than she has already,”

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