Thirteen years ago, we lived in a little slice of Americana, a picture perfect community of colorful houses with front porches and meandering sidewalks. Kids roamed in thundering herds. The fish bit. The prairie waved. Doors were unlocked. It...
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A while back, emails from an online magazine started appearing in my inbox. The emails, inviting me to write for the magazine, were signed by ‘Tina’. Please. As if there was human sending these. I was certain they were...
I’ve outgrown myself about twenty times in the last couple of years. I suppose I look the same as I did two years ago, but I assure you, my soul has been re-imagined and re-purposed time and time again....
My husband is Chicago born and raised. I’m a suburban girl. We really have no business trotting around in places where nature comes in one size: XXXL, but last week we landed in God’s Country. Big Sky. The Treasure...