When You Want To Be More Than Just Pro-life or Pro-Choice

Two pink lines slowly came into focus and my heart began to seize up inside my chest. Where there should have been excitement, all I could feel was dread and fear that threatened to choke the very air out of my lungs. While my husband chatted excitedly over breakfast, I fought back tears. Tears that…

Lessons from the heart of California

Driving North up the Pacific Coast Highway from Los Angeles, you see a stunning version of California. Crashing waves to the right, mountains and green fields to the left. It's enough to make even the most jaded Angelino rethink their disdain for the state. It's beautiful, peaceful and everything you would want for a scenic drive.…

When Big Grace Comes Through Little Hands

Her little hand stroked my cheek as I sang, "Amazing Grace." I could barely choke out the words, tears brimming and spilling over. It had been a hard day of toddler wills and parenting fails. Of angry flair ups and Hurry-up-we-have-to-go and tantrums on the floor. A day of being forced to face my wretched…

When Trusting is the Breath in Your Lungs

The breaths come hard and labored, like I'm trying to suck air through a straw with someone sitting on my chest. I've learned to recognize this as my body's way of letting me know that all is not well inside. I have stress-induced asthma and no matter how much I may think I'm at peace, my labored…