Be Anxious For Nothing? Yeah, Right.
I’m one of those weird breeds who reads four different books at a time. Anxiety came at me this week in three of them And one of them is fiction. Then my pastor touched on it Sunday. So I’m writing under protest this week. Anxiety is not a topic I wanted to explore. Even my
97 Marathons Down, 3 To Go
My friend Carol Reeve logs a lot of miles. She has traveled all the way from L.A. to D.C., or for those with more European sensibilities, from Madrid to Moscow. On foot. And that’s only during the actual marathons she has run. Factor in her four to five days a week of training – multiplied
Teenagers Today Need a Good Talking To
The story ends with an alpaca wool sweater, a $50 bribe and a cream pie coming toward my face. But like stories do, this one starts at the beginning. Or maybe in the middle, during the years of exquisite angst when having the right friends means everything and having the wrong clothes means everything. The
Risky Business
I cannot get enough of Olympic skater Mirai Nagasu. Her technical aptitude. Her post-performance fist pumping. Her dazzling smile. Her going all-in on the triple axel. In case you’ve been in Siberia or binge-watching This Is Us since Sunday, Nagasu landed a triple axel in PyeongChang over the weekend, helping Team USA win bronze in
Dear February, We’re Finished
Dear February, We’d like to skip right past you, please. Why are you even on our new calendars? All you do is drag us into the past. Last Christmas’s credit card bills linger. Last year’s tax statements arrive. Last month’s New Year’s resolutions break. To be honest, we do a little bit, too. You’re a
Clash of the Titans: The Day a Kid from Ohio Became a Hero
Today, my friend Marcia Livingston Kuyper offers an extraordinary glimpse into an event that forever altered her family – and almost forever altered our country. Don’t miss her maiden name. It’s the name of an American hero. The time stamp is Sept. 18, 1980. The scene is Titan II Missile Complex 374-7 in rural Arkansas.