the blog

I started blogging in 2010. Named after the street of my first home, Oakland Avenue, my first blog was where I where I fell in love with the craft of writing and the beauty of interior design. It was the heyday of blogging and I jumped on the bandwagon with all the fever and enthusiasm I could muster. While I don't blog like that anymore, I'm thankful for those days because they led me here. I actually removed all the archives of that blog a year or two ago. (Don't worry, I printed them out and they're in a book now.) But I've found I still need a place to keep the features and writing I have on other sites, so that's what this space is for.

If you'd like to keep up with where I'm at on the internet, this is the place. 

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What would you do? For my sisters-in-law and me, this is a question you’ll frequently hear us ask one another. Sometimes it’s shouted over the laughter and squeals of our children while we sit in lawn chairs in the backyard. Sometimes it’s muffled as one of us is buckling a 5-point harness in the minivan. Sometimes […]

September 16, 2019

Let’s Ask Who? Rather Than What?

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Running a nonprofit ministry geared toward moms of young children means our inbox continually fills with questions about parenting and marriage. One of the most frequent is, “How do you do date night?” As married moms of littles, we understand firsthand where this question is coming from. Like our podcast listeners, we look for reasons […]

February 21, 2019

Don’t Put Your Hope in Date Night

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What are you doing for Sabbath rest?” my sister-in-law asked me. After sharing how overwhelmed I felt in this season of raising young children, I laughed. “Sabbath? I don’t have time for a Sabbath!” I replied. A few minutes later, she told me to open my phone to a Venn diagram. With a few strokes […]

February 19, 2019

Sabbath Rest Is for Busy Moms, Too

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Growing up, my mom and dad had a favorite saying: “Remember who you are!” They said it each day we left for school, when we went to a friend’s house, or when I complained in aisle five that they wouldn’t buy me fudge cookies. It was a loaded phrase that came with layers of meaning: […]

January 21, 2019

Our Longing To Belong