Although it was twenty years ago (yes, I am dating myself), I remember vividly going through rush during my freshman year in college. Nothing will make a girl question her value, worth, and adequacy like 1200 girls judging your appearance, your conversation, your friends, your grades, your interests, your family, and your background for three...Read More

As I write this, I am in the mountains. It is mid morning here and I am not long free of my pajamas. Sitting on the deck of our cabin, I am in perfect intersection between the cool breeze on my back and the warm sun hitting my legs.  The rush of the river sets...Read More

I knew he was “the one” the day we met. Not the first hour, mind you. Heaven’s no, those first few hours we were both a jumble of nerves. Like a couple of middle school kids at a dance, standing across the school gym, just staring at each other. Heads down, feet shuffling. We’d never...Read More