January first came and went. Then the 2nd. And 3rd. That’s when panic hit. Setting up my Bullet Journal and making goals is a highlight...

Soul-crushing. And literally, body-destroying. The events in Afghanistan weigh too much for me to bear, and I'm 7,000 miles away. The...

“Let’s start again.” During a recent coffee visit, a friend was surprised to hear I had written two novels. She loves deeply and without...

A holy hush filled the skies. Reverence too high and deep for words. The heavenly realms held a collective breath. The night had come....