French lessons

After a weeklong visit with my newfound French family (and the ubiquitous American set), I’m left feeling exhausted, exhilarated, and┬áreflective all at once. The exhausted part is easy to understand: almost 30 players with distinct personalities and...

Dress for success

I don’t feel like a runner. Most of the time, I still feel like the pudgy girl who plagued me in the mirror during junior high or the puffy version who inhabited my skin for ten years post-childbirth. It’s easy for me to forget that I’ve transformed...

Too late

I lost a friend yesterday. We didn’t fight. I didn’t make her angry. I suppose I disappointed her, but she never said so. I simply ignored her because I was too wrapped up in my own ups and downs to think about anyone else. My own heart was too full to...

Love and respect

In a conversation today with a good friend, we landed on an interesting conundrum. I posited that I would rather be average and have friends than really stand out but do so alone. As soon as I said it, I cringed. For me, relationships are key to life; they give...

Ready or not

My French family arrives tomorrow for a weeklong visit. Seven people are coming–some have even already begun their journey west–and I’m excited. I’m ready. You’d never know I’m ready by looking at my to-do list. I haven’t even...