Happy 4th of July everyone! Looking back over the past 6 months, one of the most important decisions I made was to ponder and come up with a motivating motto for the year ahead. It’s aspirational. Short and sweet. Easy to remember. It’s catchy. It rhymes. It’ll even fit on a post-it note—just like my favorite recipes :) […]
When I picked up a recent call from my longest standing friend—she sounded serious and slightly panicked. “Kathy, You’re NOT gonna believe this.” As my BFF in grade school, I knew her well. Back then we had imagined ourselves intrepid detectives, sneaking out one night in our pea coats and baby doll PJ’s to investigate […]
Are you a “solvent” in sticky situations?? A wiggler-out-of uncomfortable or unwanted circumstances? A doggedly determined person whose default is “I’m gonna get myself out of this mess” when things have gone sideways and you have no idea why? That’s my usual response to any obstacle. It’s often a good thing to have bulldog determination […]
“When we give thanks, we enter the presence of God. We start to see our circumstances through God’s eyes. We defeat Satan’s efforts to control our interpretation of reality. We have a chance to link our situation with the promises of God. We start to see ourselves and others from God’s perspective. All of our […]
Remember the old football cheer that required audience participation, “lean to the left, lean to the right, stand up, sit down, fight, fight, fight”? I’m virtually cheering for you with this “Fight, Fight, Fight” post. But it requires you to read, listen and watch. I promise that one or more Fightin’ segments will bless your […]
Last November, my sister and I distracted ourselves while waiting for good news on our mom’s hip replacement surgery. Her surgery went so well that we did not get as far down our scavenger photo list as we did when similar shenanigans entertained us years ago. We did it just so we would not go […]
I’d stepped into marriage with grand plans to dance happily through life with the man I loved. But seven years and three kids later, our union felt more like a stumbling shuffle than a tantalizing tango.
Rooted & Growing 