*This article was first published in Radiant Magazine. I remember the evening was cool, a gift for a midsummer night in the south. Sitting on a dock by a pretty lake at dusk, I was still stunned that I had scored a date with Stephen Apple. Part of me remained astonished; I, the quiet wallflower,…
The Road Less Traveled: A Marriage of Two Faith Traditions
Finding Peace in Prayer, Home, and the Unknown
February has arrived, and I find myself caught between astonishment at time’s relentless march and gratitude for January’s departure. The first month of the year often feels like an extended echo of December—everyone “circling back,” resuming what was left unfinished, grasping at rhythms disrupted by the holiday season. It can be overwhelming, the weight of…
Life Lately November ed.
November is drifting toward its curtain call, and I can hardly believe it. There’s a peculiar enchantment to the final trio of months in the year—each one slipping through our fingers, faster than the last. The time change ushered in a brisker chill. All that’s missing this year is a proper snowfall to complete the…
Growing in Faith Through Challenging Career Seasons
*This article was first published on Catholic Women in Business. I’ve been more intentional about writing and submitting my work to be published and it has been an amazing experience! Over the next few weeks, I will add these articles here! I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments below! “And whatever you…
Life Lately
It’s been some time since my last update. I’ve missed this. Sitting down with a cup of tea, typing, and reminiscing on the previous season. There’s so much to share. The biggest news is that in mid-September, Stephen and I moved back to the RJR building—back home. SEPTEMBER 2023 Most of September was a blur with…
Seasonal Favorites // Spring 2023
It was a lovely spring, with its’ unfurled petals with grace and gentleness, filling each day with renewal and gratitude. As the days grew longer and the temperatures warmed, I reveled in simple joys—long unhurried mornings under the sleepy sun, allowing me to savor my coffee and breathe in the crisp, fragrant air. Molly’s wagging…
