UPCOMING EVENT: Everything Happens LIVE with Coach K!
When I was suddenly diagnosed with cancer, words to describe my situation came easily. I was “sick,” or “desperately ill,” or, let’s face it, “dying.” Now that modern medicine and lots of prayers have wrought a miracle, I’m no longer so close to death but what am I? Doctors will not allow the word “cured”…
When I was suddenly diagnosed with cancer, words to describe my situation came easily. I was “sick,” or “desperately ill,” or, let’s face it, “dying.” Now that modern medicine and lots of prayers have wrought a miracle, I’m no longer so close to death but what am I? Doctors will not allow the word “cured”…
Hello my dears, Today, I want to introduce you to someone very special to me—my mom! Since we’re in the Mother’s Day spirit around here, I thought it would only be right to invite my mom to answer one of the questions I get all the time. Without further ado, meet Karen! She has a…
I cleaned out my work office yesterday. I rearranged the futon, moved my desk to face the window, hung new artwork, and covered the ugliest cabinets with stick-on wallpaper. I’m one floral arrangement away from a Martha Stewart sponsorship. The hardest challenge was releasing stacks of library books I’ve nestled around me for the past…
Toban says the day he knew I really loved him was the day I was diagnosed with stage IV cancer. I had just been told my life was over, and he said he felt something Hallmark should probably trademark: “You looked at me with such love that I knew I was a witness to what…
Humans have survived because we are tribal and, man, am I grateful for mine. This season of true miracles is a love letter to my tribe.
People often remark on how well-loved I am. But the truth is, I am not unique. These good people love me well, yes. But these good hearts would do the same for anyone in need. They’re not going to let anyone be eaten by the saber-toothed tiger lurking beyond the fire circle. And that is why I love them.
Being together for family holidays when things have not been okay in your world can be, well, not awesome. Everything is heightened, and there is already enough pressure for everything to be perfect. You want to be together. You want to be anywhere else. How can you be present when most of the situation makes you want to hide?
Perhaps the most oddly comforting thing about joining the Mennonite club is they insist that suffering never be done alone. This week, my family gathers in Manitoba to celebrate the life of Hannah Penner.
