The first time I saw a real gun it was nested in a beautiful wooden box held out for me to see by a retired CIA agent who at the time was in his late 60s. He was my father's boss, later mentor, and now friend. My dad gave him a sideways look and asked him to put it away before I really had time to realize what was happening; I was around 9 years old. Between this experience and my next experience, my high school sweetheart would call me from Virgina Tech to let me know he was

Just a couple of months ago I was looking for a referral to an endocrinologist. I was sure my pronounced mood swings were some sort of...

I've been on the edge of a downward spiral. I've been getting overwhelmed, feeling anxious and my elder-but-millenial-nonetheless need for instant gratification has been showing up around here way too often. What this often looks like is me being the opposite of mindful and present and just sitting around in front of the current task, ignoring it, and swimming in negative thoughts. A few days ago this meant reaching over to Nick and saying "I'm in a funk. We're never going to

Today was one of those. One hard day! Not to be confused with One Fine Day, which is an amazing romantic comedy about, you guessed it, a working mom. I was dizzy from my roller coaster of emotions by 8:30am. Until I started crying I was actually quite proud of myself. I had been to the gym. I had showered before the children woke up! We had managed to take our guests on their morning walk. And....drum roll please... We made it to morning prayer on time! Today's devotional (ho