On my writing journey, I am constantly learning new things. Like the proper use of lay and lie, or the fact that my bed is NOT adequate desk space. The unending schooling in the craft and creative process of writing…
It’s true. I’ve got it bad. My planner is practically an additional limb, accompanying me wherever I go and keeping things running smoothly (or, as smoothly as a mom of four kids under three can). I can’t function without it.…
I think perhaps the biggest lesson I’ve learned about parenting is more a humble recognition of lack: no one knows what they’re doing. We all do the best we can based on our circumstances, and even in our weaknesses, we…
Gift-giving is one of my favorite things. I really geek out over the opportunity to seek out and select a gift for someone special — based on their personality and passions. It brings me a lot of joy. This past…
Thanksgiving is easily my favorite holiday. Okay, so it’s partly about the food. But more than that, I love the spirit of gratitude, love, and friendship surrounding the day, and the celebrated act of gathering with the special people in…
At eighteen, I was a new freshman at Brigham Young University, newly independent and living at the foot of the mountains. I was eager to jump into journalism and discover the adventures waiting for me during a new phase of…
In early summer, there was a night I could not get to sleep. I tossed and turned for hours. But it wasn’t insomnia. It was excitement. My energy was fueled by the idea of a new passion project, one that…
It’s been one of my 2019 goals to listen to more podcasts. It has also been a goal to increase my spirituality as I immerse myself more deeply in holy scripture. Discovering The Scripture Study Project podcast has been a…
Blink and you might miss it. Tucked between bricks on a building, behind a picture frame, or perched on an inch-of-space baseboard, a tiny art gallery sits waiting for an observant eye to lean down — and perhaps grab a…
Writing is my passion. It challenges me, it invigorates me, and it excites me. Celebrating and crafting words fuels the fibers of my being and exercises my soul’s muscle memory. And even on those can’t-write-a-single-sentence, crippling-writer’s-block days, I still cherish…
