For fourteen years, I had the most glorious minivan. I know what you’re thinking. And no. GLORIOUS is not a typo. Minivans have never been glamorous. But ours was as spacious as a house on wheels, and got us from here to there. It had power windows, cup holders, and plenty of leg space. Despite…

A few months ago, I attended a writing conference where the term “coming of age” was used more than I had EVER heard in my life. Each time a reference to a “coming of age” novel was made, I fell down a rabbit hole in my brain- wondering, when does a person “come of age?”…

A few weeks ago, I found myself in an unusual situation. My lovely goddaughter and my best friend wanted to go for a hike in the woods, but I hadn’t packed any sneakers or hiking shoes for my short, out-of-state visit. No one in their house wore my size- so I had a decision to…

Last month, I ordered a motivational book for my son and husband to share. The author, a personal favorite of theirs, is known for his bold, yet effective, use of profanities. When I received the book in the mail, I noticed that I had accidentally ordered the “clean” version. My son and husband both begged…