I want to start with a confession: I am a recovering perfectionist. I grew up with a mother who was a wonderful hostess. I can still remember those yummy little Vienna sausages cooking in a sweet and sour sauce. This was the woman who taught me to clean the...
Friendships come and go. In a fast-paced life, friends almost seem to be a part of the ever-changing seasons, quickly moving in and out of our lives. In a society that values efficiency and time above all else, cultivating friendships often gets left at the end of an ever-growing...
Although all the names were printed in bold letters and striking colors, they grew bleary as my eyes filled with tears. Golden Grahams. Fruit Loops. Shredded Wheat. Corn Flakes. How many types of cereal did one store need anyway? As I stood in the grocery store aisle, overwhelmed by...
The family reunion was petering out, aunts and uncles and cousins drifting away. A sister-in-law I hadn’t seen since we left for the field four years earlier paused on her way out the door to ask me brightly, “So, how was Bolivia?” I hesitated. How did I convey it...
