Encouragement for this "run" we call life, because as C. S. Lewis said, "If one could run without getting tired, I don't think one would often want to do anything else".


Calling all (snow) “Angels” : Let’s do this!!

Happy December friends!!

I am so excited to be writing you again so soon because I need your help!  Remember that time I said I was going to “hit send and go for a run?”  Well, I did.  Then I waited.  I waited some more.  Then, all at once 4 big needs came across along with a couple of smaller ones and IT’S HAPPENING!

You guys looked around your lives, saw some needs and took the time to stop and write and let us know about them.  (I don’t think it was a coincidence that all 4 of them came in right after Thanksgiving.  Gratitude does that). 

Want to be a Christmas "angel"?

Want to be a Christmas “angel”?

So here we go!!  Just like before, I have no idea how many of you are going to respond or want to help and so I have no idea where this is going to go but we are just going to “go” with it! J  Here’s the plan: I’m going to list the 4 main giving options below with a little info about each as well as suggested ways to help.  In each situation I have a local contact “on the ground” whose honesty, reliability and heart for giving I can 100% vouch for as I know each of them personally.  If there is a particular opportunity that really speaks to you, what I’d love for you to do is either reply on the blog here, send me an email or a Facebook message and let me know that you are “in”, which opportunity you’d love to help with, and an email for communication.  I’ll get back to you ASAP with further instructions for getting things where they need to go and we’ll get these needs taken care of!

Giving Options:
1. Hope House:
Hope House is a non-profit that meets the needs of the homeless in Hattiesburg, MS.  The most updated info can be found on their Facebook page below.  My dad and step-mom are very involved with Hope House and are there at least twice weekly providing food, clothes, needed items, words of encouragement and hope to those who come each week or are just passing through.  I have spent time there myself and I can tell you that they are providing wonderful services but the need is so great.  Tragically, last week, the house resident manager who was a kind and devoted man was murdered on the grounds of Hope House.  As you can imagine, the layers of sadness around this are especially hard during the holidays/winter when there is such great need for both practical items and kind hearts.  The greatest needs at Hope House are warm sleeping bags, tents and backpacks.  Lights, flashlights and watches are also in great need and while not “basic necessities” they provide necessary functions in many ways.  If you are drawn to help meet these needs, let me know and I’ll give you more options/details/info!

2. Mom supporting family of 5:
I haven’t seen my friend Penny since high school but she has a beautiful heart and noticed a need of a family in her local community. The family tragically lost their son/husband/father unexpectedly just months ago and they are struggling to meet even the bare necessities of life for the 5 of them (mom, daughter-in-law and three young children including the 4 month old baby that was born after the father’s death).  They are living in a space smaller than most of us could imagine and this Christmas will bring much sadness and stress as they have great needs and very little money.  There is a need for diapers, for warm clothes and shoes, for Christmas gifts for the children.  Grocery cards, gas cards, and other necessities would also likely be most welcome.  If this need touches your heart, let me know and I’ll send you more info/details/options.

3. African Refugees:
The next need comes from my dear sister-friend Ashley in Kansas. I’ll let you hear from her own words: 

“It’s recently come to my attention that there is a community of African refugees living close to us. Their need is so great.  One family I met consists of a widowed mother with 7 kids.  They live in a tiny house in downtown Dayton and have close to nothing.  The mother speaks very little English, the kids are behind in school (because of the language barrier), and social services is helping, but not enough.  The mom is terrified to leave her children with anyone because of the things they’ve been through, and this is just one story of several.  There is a sweet lady in my church who is investing herself in their lives, but she is becoming exhausted.  I asked if Kroger gift cards would be good, but they don’t have a way to the store.  So on top of grocery gift cards, they need money for public transportation.  (The oldest son has to pay $37/month to ride the city bus to school)  They also need training in English so mom can get a job.  We can provide the friendship and community she needs to learn to trust others, but we can’t provide for all of their material needs.  And like I said, this is just one family of several.”

You guys?!  Food, transportation cards, clothes, money to take English classes, babysitters, utility bills?  Could we provide a Christmas feast for the whole community?  Could we bring gifts to all the children?  I think we are only limited here by our imaginations!  If this story speaks to you, email me and let’s talk about options/details/ways to help meet at least some of these very basic needs we all take for granted!

4. Hospital beds for Ethiopian hospital:
This next request for a basic and desperate need comes from my dear friend Julie who currently lives with her family in Soddo Ethiopia where her husband Dave is the Pediatrician in the hospital there. What Dave (and his family) face and do on a daily basis in the medical sense is completely humbling and overwhelming to me at times and I have been so grateful to be a part of supporting the work they do there. Julie wrote just this morning with a specific and life-giving need for clean/sanitary hospital beds.  Can you imagine going into the hospital for surgery, illness or the birth of your baby and seeing that your bed has a torn and filthy mattress, with a plastic covering that is no better?  There is no way to clean or cover the stains, dirt or ripped materials and there are no other options.  This is not even within the realm of imagination for most of us and yet this is the “normal” for patients in Ethiopia.  The risk of infection and further illness is exponential and in a place where things are already stacked against health and recovery from illness at baseline.  This is a 120-bed hospital and for $75 the beds can be completely replaced with clean and sanitary ones.  What about it?  Could we provide 10% of these?  A quarter?  HALF of them???  If this is a need that speaks to you, send me an email saying you’re “in” to help and I’ll send you more details!

5. Miscellaneous:
There are a few other single needs that have come in including:
-replacing a tire for a single mom of one and baby-on-the-way who is driving on a spare tire in Wisconsin winter weather
- a pair of running shoes for someone who would love to be able to exercise for mental and physical health

If these speak to you, let me know and I’ll give you details on how to help! Also, if your time and schedule work better with easy options, Target/Wal-Mart or amazon gift certificates can be used to purchase much of what each of these groups needs.  You can drop those off to me (or I can pick them up) and I will make sure they get to the place they can be best used!

Ok- you guys, let’s do it!!

Let’s celebrate Christmas and all we have by reaching out from our abundance to help others who need some helping hands this holiday season.  I can’t wait to see what we can do together!! 

(Remember: send me an email, Facebook message or reply to the blog with which opportunity you’d like to help with and an email to contact you with!)

with much holiday love and excitement!


On Being Displaced, Walking the Line and Copying Momastery- Are you in?

“You don’t have to be a perfect person to do something great for somebody else,” she says. “The imperfections in your life might be helped by the process of meeting and helping and creating community for people who are displaced. It’s not just for the saints of the world. We can all do something.”

(Want to take a guess at who made this profoundly honest and true statement?  I left the gender hint for you, but for now I’m not going to reveal the identity of the wise southern voice.  Maybe I’ll give you more clues, like that one I just gave you, or the first one I gave you- did you see it?)

I read this just after finishing our wildly successful first Girls on the Run Run-A-Thon (a place where many people did “something” as we logged a LOT of treadmill miles and raised a LOT of money for a LOT of young girls who will benefit!) I was taking a nice warm bath with a nice warm cup of tea and these words just made me feel nice and warm as well.  Not because they are nice words, but because they are TRUE words.  I have seen the truth of them myself in the last decade and every week this year if I’m honest.

Girls on the Run Runathon!

Girls on the Run Runathon!

The truth is “displaced” people can wear a lot of different clothes.

There are the displaced people we are quick to think of, like those fleeing areas of war, violence, disease and civil unrest who are literally displaced geographically.  My sweet brother-in-law Diego is working with people like these and I am so inspired by the work he does.

Displaced people also might be standing right next to you.  Like the ones my friend Tara works with who might be displaced from life due to injury, illness, poverty, loss of job, home or family.  She’s amazing in her dedication to make a difference in a place that feels so hopeless to me sometimes.  My relatively new friend Laurie is truly an advocate for the displaced and my life has changed a bit since meeting her.  (Some of those changes I’ll be excited to share with you in coming days!)  I have so many friends who work in the medical community and in the military and the “displacement” of disease, illness, cancer, deployments and death are easy to see in the lives of the people they serve.  You might be standing next to a person displaced from a marriage, or displaced from family due to any number of reasons.  Maybe displacement in your world looks like getting up day after day to a life you don’t remember choosing but no longer even have the energy to be discontent with.  Maybe you are caring for someone who needs you right now, and other identities and roles have had to be displaced for a while.

Whatever “displaced” looks like in your life or those around you, I have to agree with this beautiful belle above that it is often in the process of seeking out those to help that our own imperfections, pain, mistakes, heartbreaks, tragedies and dashed desires get transformed little by little into something we can imagine one day seeing as good.

(If you are a Jesus-follower, you’ll recognize this thought from Romans-often quoted out of context with a distorted interpretation.  The truth is that not everything is good, and not everything bad was caused by God, but he can work everything, even the bad things INTO good.  It’s true, I’ve seen it.)

If you haven’t noticed, I’ve been living a sort of in-between life this year: in-between the first and second half of my life; in-between a traditional work week/vocation and a non-traditional year of trying things out; in-between a traditional “I can’t do that” and a non-traditional “why couldn’t I do that?” attitude.  That has involved coming across the path of displaced people in a million different ways.  It has given me the chance to smile and to cry; to be angry and to be activated, to be delighted and to be dumbfounded and most of all to be inspired to pay attention to the people and the lives around me.  I’ve met so many amazing people who have had HARD stuff and I’ve seen a few destroyed by it, but most often I’ve seen them transformed by it.  The prisoners (of crimes they did and did not commit) who are restored, and take up the cause of other “prisoners”, because who can better help them than those who have been in their “chains”?  The homeless who have been housed and then dedicated their lives to helping other homeless.  The sick and divorced and hopeless who have found health, love and hope and in turn made it their goal to reach out to those who are where they have been.


Anonymous helpers!

Anonymous helpers!

What I’ve realized in all of this, is that every single time, that change, that hope, that return to life and love has come BECAUSE of the help they received from those who made a choice to help.  I have met SO MANY kind, generous, grateful, strong people who are only that way because of the kindness of someone else in their life.  They may have scars but they are alive and they are grateful to those who helped them heal.  What a great gift that is for both people- the hope of “better days ahead” for the one and the knowledge that their own scars served to help someone else for the other.  I’ve been both-the wounded and the scarred- and the gratitude goes both ways.

One person who seems to have this whole concept down is my new favorite blogger- Glennon Melton, aka Momastery.  Part of my in-between year has involved a LOT of travel, including many conferences (I am a self-professed (confessed?) conference-lover) and I first heard Glennon at the Storyline conference in Chicago in October.  Despite being a wildly successful writer and highly-sought after speaker, somehow she maintains this intensely personal way of communicating that makes you just catch your breath.  She believes passionately in honestly sharing our lives, the good and the bad, and being authentic and transparent with ourselves and our people.  She believes in the power of having friends and family and a community that knows and love us, one that we trust and count on.  Therefore I have added Glennon to my “must read” Feedly category and to my “internet best friends” along with Jen Hatmaker and Shauna Niequist (who I also saw at Storyline!).

Glennon and Shauna!

Glennon and Shauna!

What do all the paragraphs of this post have to do with each other?  ( I know some of you are wondering.  I also know some of may be feeling slightly uncomfortable/un-entertained by my possibly overly touchy-feely thoughts today.  I recognize it and I can’t help it but I do hope you’ll keep reading.  The good part is coming up!)  What do a legally blonde actress, displaced people, my in-between year and Momastery have to do with each other?

I’m so glad you asked!  What they have to do with each other is that they together gave me the idea to do something that could be pretty amazing for some of those “displaced” people around us in the coming weeks.  If you check out Momastery’s blog you’ll see her recent posts about “Holiday Hands.”  In short, she matches up people who NEED things for Christmas and people who want to GIVE things to help those in need.  I didn’t see it in time to participate but the idea just made me want to jump up and down.  I love it.  In less than a day every single need was met and people who otherwise couldn’t buy food, gifts for their family or fees for kids recitals and performances were given those very gifts by others who reached out to help.

I loved it so much I couldn’t stop thinking about it; about all the people I know who NEED that help and ALL the people I know who would LOVE to give that help.  This time of year has been hard for me in the last several holiday seasons.  While I truly do not know how to explain how much I LOVE Nov 1 to Dec 31 I also am deeply aware of the pain around this time for so many. (Even AS I AM WRITING this post, I received a call that delayed me finishing it because the tears blurred my vision.  Tears for another senseless and painful event that will make these holidays and all those that follow so hard for a whole new set of people.)  I try so hard to temper my LOVE and excitement with the realities and respect that others need, but it is so hard.  So you can imagine how this little idea might just not leave me alone, until I woke up a few nights ago, and I just whispered “Why not?”

“Why can’t I copy Momastery?”  “Why can’t MY people- all my awesome amazing people- do for others what Glennon’s people did for their others?  There is so much NEED and so much GENEROSITY all around us and there is no reason that we can’t share it all across the (internet and “real”) world.  I certain do NOT think that Momastery will be upset by this idea that is totally stolen and copied from hers.

So here’s the “good stuff” and I’m going to keep it simple because I have no idea what is going to happen with it.

Phase One:
For this post and until Nov 30, I am taking requests for those who NEED.
  Holiday Hands has all kinds of instructions and guidelines for their requests because they are doing this on such a large scale, but because (see above) I have no idea how this is going to go over, I’m not going to put any guidelines on it.  If you personally or someone you know has a NEED this Christmas season, you have two options:

1. Send me an email with the request.
2. Send me a facebook message with the request.

I would ask that we not put the exact needs in the comments right now only because that may limit people asking for things and I would love to have that not be a factor.

Phase Two:
Starting on Dec 1st, I’ll start letting you know the needs we received and giving you an opportunity to fill those needs.  Stay tuned for another post here and for facebook posts if you are there.  Again there are many more guidelines I could put in, but for now, I think I’ll leave it at that.

So- are you in?  I have no idea how or if this is going to work (and I can’t even come up with a fancy name for it).  I can guarantee this is going to be another one of those posts where I hit “send” and then take off for a run in order to avert a panic attack for having hit said button.  I’m excited to see what happens, and frankly even if one need is met, I’m going to call it a huge success.  I think anyone who got married in Sweet Home Alabama would agree, don’t you?







September/October Words I Wish I Wrote that I Wrote Down (in my Journal)

It’s Fall Ya’ll!

While it seems to have taken an extra-long time to make it here wherever we may live (not that I’m complaining), I think we can all agree that Fall has arrived!  As I’m writing this, it’s dark already at a time when that still seems strange to me, even after five years in Washington now.  However, pumpkins, decorations and darkness (and rain!) it is, and I for one am extremely excited!  I’ve had an amazing two months of travel, adventure, challenges and fun; I’ve seen friends and family and spent time in hotels, homes and airplanes.  But the truth is, we are heading into my absolute favorite time of the year.  Wherever you are and whatever life looks for you right now, my hope is that you feel a little tiny glimmer (or a great big wave) of peace and gratitude and excitement about something that’s within or ahead.   For me, words like these below always help me find those feelings, so here’s to hoping some of these words make your heart a little happier!

Beautiful, peaceful fall

Beautiful, peaceful fall

Critical to the formation of children and young people is the affirmation of their capacity to think deeply and to engage truth.
Gordon T Smith

You are only one decision away from a totally different life.
Mark Batterson, Sole Fide

Believe you can and you’re halfway there.
Theodore Roosevelt

A hero is one who knows how to hang on one minute longer.

No matter how busy you are, you must take time to make the other person feel important.
Mary Kay Ash

Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.
George Bernard Shaw

It’s better to be at the bottom of the ladder you want to climb than at the top of one you don’t.
Stephen Kellogg

There is no greatness where there is not simplicity, goodness and truth.
Leo Tolstoy

I must govern the clock- not be governed by it.
Golda Meir

If you run, you are a runner.  It doesn’t matter how fast or how far.  It doesn’t matter if today is your first day or if you’ve been running for twenty years.  There is no test to pass, no license to earn, no membership card to get.  You just run.
John Bingham

Talent is God-given; be humble.
Fame is man-given; be thankful.
Conceit is self-given; be careful.
John Wooden

From what we get, we can make a living; what we give however, makes a life.
Arthur Ashe

Look for a way to lift someone up.  If that’s all you do, it’s enough.
Elizabeth Lesser

If you have never said “Excuse me” to a parking meter or bashed your shins on a fireplug, you are probably wasting too much valuable reading time.
Sherri Chasin Calvo

People are like stained-glass windows.  They sparkle and shine when the sun is out but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.
Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

With the proper motivation, that is, a good reason for wanting to do it, your mind can overcome any sort of adversity.
Franz Stampfl

Like a cool drink of water when you’re worn out and weary is a letter from a long-lost friend.
Proverbs 25:25 The MSG

Don’t aim for success if you want it; just do what you love and believe in, and it will come naturally.
David Frost

Kindness is in our power, even when fondness is not.
Samuel Johnson

Everything changed the day that I understood that if I was to become a runner, I would have to run with the body I had.
John Bingham

It’s not what you look at that matters it’s what you see.
Henry David Thoreau

True happiness is to enjoy the present without anxious dependence upon the future.

Sometimes you have to step outside of the person you’ve been, and remember the person you were meant to be, the person you wanted to be, the person you are.
H.G. Wells

Every adversity, every failure, every heartache carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit.
Napoleon Hill

When you first get a hill in sight, look at the top of it only once.  Then imagine yourself at the bottom of the other side.
Florence Griffith Joyner

What is now proved was once only imagined.
William Blake

I have always imagined that paradise will be a kind of library.
Jorge Luis Borges

In a world full of fugitives, the person taking the opposite direction will appear to run away.
T.S. Elliot

Life can pull you down, but running always lifts you up.
Jenny Hadfield

One must never be either content with, or impatient with, oneself.
C.S. Lewis

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.
Charlotte Bronte

Failure after long perseverance is much grander than never to have a striving good enough to be called a failure.
George Eliot

Whatever attitude we bring (to a situation) will be multiplied.
Lysa Terkeurst

If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more, and become more, you are a leader.
John Quincy Adams

I am who I am today because of the choices I made yesterday.
Eleanor Roosevelt

May your choices reflect your hopes.  Not your fears.
Nelson Mandela

We have committed the Golden Rule to memory; let us now commit it to life.
Edwin Markham

Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.
Maria Robinson

For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life would I want to do what I am about to do today?”  And whenever the answer has been “no” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Steve Jobs

Happiness is like a butterfly: the more you chase it, the more it will elude you, but if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder.
Henry David Thoreau

The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing in the right place but to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.
Lady Dorothy Nevill

The measure of who we are is what we do with what we have.
Vince Lombardi

True life is lived when tiny changes occur.
Leo Tolstoy

Wherever there is a human being, there is an opportunity for a kindness.









When biking through Tuscany, I do NOT Recommend Wearing a Sundress:  A letter to my friends

Dear Becky, Robyn and Sara:

Have we been home for two weeks or two years- how is it that time always does that?  I remember Sara’s email two years ago with our calculated “joint 40th birthday” of 9 September 2014 where she declared we had to “save the date” and “do something big”!

How incredibly exciting is it that we DID it?  Despite all the reasons we could have NOT done it, we DID it!  I’m not sure even I really believed we would, but then maybe that was a protection mechanism on my part?  If I’d know what I had gotten myself into, I might have been tempted to NOT do it!

It was so fun to go to a Broadway show and fancy dinner in NYC!  (So what if we all had to take a nap (even Robyn!) so that we could stay up past 10 pm.)  It was SO fun to be on that long plane ride with all of you- to catch up on all the things we have and haven’t been able to talk about over the years.  Things like new jobs and new hobbies, babies and the absence of babies, husbands that drive us crazy but keep us sane, character traits we’ve discovered we never knew we had; dreams and hopes for the future, plans made and plans interrupted, hopes held on to even if deferred for a bit.


Dinner at Butter in NYC

But Italy- or more specifically Tuscany!  Wow.  Just wow.  I think I am FINALLY almost back to normal physically at least, but I’m pretty sure I’ll never be the same after that trip.  We laughed about how it was quickly evident that the “biking through rolling hills in Tuscany” was probably not exactly a fair description.  That being said, I think Robyn probably had an idea all along and in her sweet and non-judgmental way tried to prepare me a little before we left but I was having none of it.  I figured my running would transfer to the biking just fine, and honestly, thinking about biking on the road too much was not something I wanted to do….and so began one of the hardest, most intense, most life-changing weeks of my life.  The real world and all of the joys and sadnesses that we all face were waiting for us when we got home and so I’m still processing in general but I wanted to get this letter out to you before much more time passes.

What I’ve realized is that I learned many “life lessons” on this trip- things I had NO IDEA I would be learning about; things that have significant application in the here and now and the future.  Things I needed to learn YEARS ago, but I just wasn’t in a place to understand them yet.  Things that are a few of those “BIG”/monumental/”never-be-the-same” things.

1. Friendship is a gift- one that’s precious and rare and beautiful and messy and forgiving and giving and character-shaping. Ok- yes, duh, right? That’s kind of why we went on this trip in the first place.  But that’s sort of what I mean- we actually WENT on this trip.  We didn’t just talk about it, or dream about it, or wish about it, or half-way plan it.  We did it.  We planned and we saved and we shared the details and we talked about it for two whole years amidst life moving by and then we DID it.

Grapes in Tuscany- from the vine to the bottle

Grapes in Tuscany- from the vine to the bottle

Obviously it’s just the 4 of us reading this, and while I would say it to anyone, I’m also VERY aware that this might be hurtful for some people to read- people who don’t have these types of friendships.  People who have been hurt by friends; rejected, forgotten, ignored.  People who’ve moved one too many times or had one too many personal things to feel like they could be honest and even maintain a friendship.  So I’m careful who I talk about this with, but at the same time I feel so strongly that the only people in the world who can change the way “bad” girl-friendships go is us- the girls ourselves.  We have to be kind to one another, patient with one another, forgiving of each other (like you have always done Becky from residency to fellowship and all the time in between).  We have to be willing to go deep and to sit with pain when there is nothing we can do but listen and say “me too” (like you did Sara when I snuck into your office every day for what felt like a year, crying, wondering if I’d ever be the real me again).  We have to be able to give and share- our homes, our food, our hearts, our time, our laughs (like you did Robyn when Pete and I lived with you FOR TWO MONTHS while I was in the depths of depression after that first deployment and cross-country move).  We have to be willing to BE a friend but also to let others BE a friend to us, which means being vulnerable which means taking a chance we will get hurt.  It’s so hard, and I get it- I get why people don’t do it.  But I think it is a mistake.  This obsession with social media where we spend hours scrolling (comparing, judging, wondering) when we could be spending a small portion of that with a real life human (who may not look quite as happy as her facebook cover photo would have you believe) is to me just another sign that we all want these friendships.  It’s complicated.  For now, I’ll just say again- thank you for the gifts of your friendship.  If I could give a gift to every woman on this planet, it would be the gift of friends like you.

2. The next big lesson I’m taking away is a shade of the first but it stands alone as perhaps the biggest lesson I learned on the trip. I haven’t written or talked much yet to others about the intense FEAR for me on this trip- I’m still processing the words and I’m sure I’ll share them on my blog eventually.  But you guys know- there was an “irrational” fear of those dang downhills.  (MY fingers took a full two weeks to return to normal- it’s really hard to function with a claw hand by the way).

I was not sure after the first “introduction” ride if I would even be able to get on my bike again.  I’m sure I would NOT have been able to, had it not been for you three.  The way that you guys circled around me, accepted it for what it was and gave me nothing but love and support was a gift I will NEVER forget.  I’m certain I’ll still be thinking of it when we are old and much of my memory is gone because that’s how deeply I’ve vowed not to forget it.  I realized that I have never in my life actually said to someone “I need you”.  I mean I’m sure I’ve said the words, but I’ve never really meant them until that second day we got on the bike.  You told me you were right behind me all day Beck,and I recognized that I could not do it without you there.

"Behind me" all the way on this trip and always

“Behind me” all the way on this trip and always

And then the way each of you took turns staying back with me?!  There were times when I was going downhill that I could imagine how a person COULD love that feeling- NOT that I did as you know, but I could get a glimpse of how someone could.  And in that glimpse I realized what each of you were giving up by staying with me- crawling down those hills with me at what even I realized was a ridiculous pace.  I am still not able to talk (or write) about it without crying because it was such a deep lesson for me.  I thought of all the times I’ve run and walked with people- helping them complete races they never thought they could start, let alone finish.  We often finish in the last group, and like me on that last day- (sorry again about throwing the bike at you Robyn) they burst in to tears of joy and gratitude and thank me profusely for helping them accomplish the goal.  Every time I blow it off with a “no big deal” or “you don’t have to thank me, it was fun” or some other true but minimizing comment.  The truth is it IS A BIG DEAL!  It’s a huge deal to give up personal experiences and opportunities and goals to “stay back” with a friend who needs you.  I’ve realized it’s actually really RARE for people to do that and I understand why, but I now understand what a BIG DEAL it really is.  I forever have seared into my memory the minute I realized this and I am forever grateful for the way I learned this lesson.

3. Another very timely thing I learned was one I hesitate to say because it sounds so cliche’ but I realized the reason it’s true on this trip: To live life to its fullest, most peaceful, joyful, authentic possibilities, you have to be present in the moment.

This is a lesson I’ve told myself all throughout this year.  I’ve been working on not having a set schedule, and being comfortable with not having a long-term plan.  I’ve tried to be more spontaneous and leave room in my day for unexpected things.  In theory I’ve been getting better, but it’s a struggle in reality because I’m still “planning” to be spontaneous.  But what I realized mid-way through day three (I’m not ready to talk about that day yet) is that knowing what was coming next actually didn’t make it any better.

I knew I would be fine on whatever uphill was coming (oh Lord how I prayed we could just keep going up and up and up and up for infinity and never come down) and I knew knowing the downhill (and the switchbacks with the construction and crazy traffic and all the other possible factors that were added to the downhills at any given time) was coming was actually not making anything better.  Anticipating whatever it was they told us was coming, actually only kept me from enjoying those parts that I DID love (did I mention the uphills?).  I missed some of the details of the beauty and the intense way that the air smelled and the way the wind blew different trees differently and the way my heart felt when the sun was shining down on our little line of riders.  I opened my mouth to ask a question about the course after lunch that day, and promptly shut it right back as I realized that I honestly didn’t want to know.  As you guys know, this whole year has been somewhat unstructured and unplanned (and it’s not like Jan 1 2015 means the life plan is back in effect) so this is a lesson that I am CERTAIN was tailored just for me on this trip.  I am so grateful I was paying attention enough to GET it!

Slow foods restaurant where we were "forced" to be in the moment :)

Slow foods restaurant where we were “forced” to be in the moment :)

4. Another thing I’m taking away is this deep need, a sense of a duty even, to tell others they must DO THIS. Not necessarily Tuscany, or two weeks or riding bikes but this deeper thing.  They must take time to be with their friends, intentionally.  To click off Facebook and click to Facetime in an effort to keep those threads weaving together into these beautiful sweaters and cloaks and sweatsuits of friendship!  They must do things that frighten and encourage and test and strengthen and stretch them- those things that shake off the dust of life in this world and shock us with the memory of MORE, DEEPER, TRUE-ER.  I want to say it in a way that is kind and comforting, stepping gently with those who don’t feel they have friends like this, but also with a sense of urgency that says “THEN FIND THEM”.  They are out there- these real women who really want true friendship. I know they are there because my email and my facebook messages and my phone texts and my calendar is full of them!  They are everywhere!  I want to tell them if you don’t have any of those friends in your life, go back through the days of your life-is there a friendship you would love to re-engage with?  Then CALL HER!  Go present and forward in your life- are the people right around you, or doing things you want to do, that you can reach out to?  DO IT!  Ask them for coffee or a walk, and if they can’t do it, move to the next one, don’t give up!  Find a friend, whatever that means for you, and be willing to be a friend back.

Girl picture- yes we DID bike through the Tuscan hills (aka mountains)

Girl picture- yes we DID bike through the Tuscan hills (aka mountains)

5. Lastly, people keep wondering why I burst into laughter when they ask me if the trip was “relaxing”. I can’t even fathom how I would find a way to describe the trip that would include that word, but then that’s not why we picked to go on a 2 week adventure vacation in Europe, now is it?!  Words that come to mind are fun and challenging and hard.  Words like beautiful, life-giving, soul-strengthening and life-changing. Those are the words I might choose.

So while it wasn’t a “bike ride through Tuscan hills in our sundresses with a glass of wine in our hands” kind of trip, it was just the trip I needed for this spot in my life.  This place where I am marking a milestone that seems so hard and painful for some.  This celebration of 4 decades of life on this planet- and that’s just what it is!  A celebration!  This will always be a reminder for me of setting goals and plans and sticking to them.  Of finding challenges for ourselves that stretch our mental and physical abilities- it’s how our muscles grow!  A reminder that if we don’t take the time to plan and be intentional with our friendships, they will slowly fade away and we won’t even really realize it.  A reminder that just because others tell us something is a negative thing (turning 40!) or that we “definitely couldn’t” do something (that lady on the train had NO idea who she was talking to) that doesn’t make their truth our truth.  This trip was everything I never knew it would be and I wouldn’t change a thing (except to maybe bring that anti-chafing stuff next time- yeah, I might change that one little thing).

Yoga and wine- a perfect pair

Yoga and wine- a perfect pair

So thanks you guys- thanks for a trip of a lifetime and the friendships of this life.  (It’s a good thing this isn’t a blogpost, as I’m about 1000 words over the longest “recommended” limit!)  If you feel the same as I do about any of these things, maybe you can help me encourage all those other girls out there that it’s worth it to seek out friendships- they are all around us.  Who knows? They might wind up riding bikes through Tuscany? (We could see if we could get commission for referring them to Sandro and Marcello?)





August Words I Wish I Wrote that I Wrote Down (in my journal)

Happy September friends!

I hope you all had a simply wonderful August full of fun and sun and last minute “whatever” it was you needed a last dose of before the return to the routine/scheduled life that fall usually represents.  The hubs and I spent a great, sunny, active but restful weekend in Oregon on the now “second annual Muench Labor Day Bend vacation”, ending with an afternoon at the Timberline Lodge on Mount Hood at a bluegrass festival that is just a perfect way to end a perfect weekend.

bluegrass festival on Mount Hood at Timberline Lodge

bluegrass festival on Mount Hood at Timberline Lodge

This week, despite not having children with schools to return to, or a job with set hours to return to, I still found myself also craving routine and schedule and givens.  So I spent this entire day reviewing my year thus far, thinking of how I want to spend the last 4 months of this year “off” and what I want my 2015 to look like.  I finished the day off with a nice long talk with a friend who makes me a better person and am about to sit down with my favorite person in the whole world to watch what begins the season of yelling at the TV screen (which usually scares the dogs into running in circles) while various balls are thrown, hit and kicked across fields of various distances.  I hope this Thursday night finds you with a second of peace and that maybe one of these string of words below will speak to you just what you need to hear.  As always, I love hearing what words are speaking to you these days and am always excited to hear from any of you who stop by to say hello.  Happy September, fall, football, return-to-routine and yes, pumpkin-flavored everything time.


Ruthlessly eliminate hurry from your life.
Dallas Willard

Do more of what you enjoy most and less of what you enjoy least in training.  The feeling of enjoyment is your body’s way of telling you that your training is working.
Matt Fitzgerald

Our souls seek harmony, connection, integration/integrity, wholeness, rest, depth.
John Ortberg, paraphrased (Soul Keeping)

I have set the Lord always before me.
Psalms 16:8

Don’t blame the dark for being dark.  Blame the light for not shining in the dark.
Craig Gross

If you want to make a difference in your own community or neighborhood or world, start by looking at what’s wrong, and then figuring out how to make things right.  IN particular what most breaks your heart or offends your sense of justice?  Where do you feel the pain of the world most personally or passionately?  Then find the other people who feel the same pain and passion around that reality and work with them to make a difference…so if you want to change the world, start by letting the broken places and people of this world change your heart.
Jim Wallis

Start where you are.  You can’t change everything at once, but you can change something.
Craig Groeschel

As we collaboratively pursue our vocations, let us listen better to the stories of those around us.  Let us identify in the brokenness of our world, so that we can be transformed through the stories of healing and restoration. Let us respond to the injustices of our world by partnering together and helping to achieve the dreams of the poor.
Nikole Lim

Superficiality is the curse of our age.
Richard Foster

We can’t think our way into a new kind of living.  We must live our way into a new kind of thinking.
Richard Rohr

To be mature you have to realize what you value most.  It is extraordinary to discover that comparatively few people reach this level of maturity.  They seem to never have paused to consider what has value for THEM.  They spend great effort and sometimes make great sacrifices for values that fundamentally meet no real needs of their own.  Perhaps they have imbibed the values of their particular profession or job, of their community or their neighbors, of their parents or family.  Not to arrive at a clear understanding of one’s own values is a tragic waste. You have missed the whole point of what life is for.
Eleanor Roosevelt

Darkness doesn’t have to be bad.  Sometimes it just represents the things we cannot see.

Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.
Karl Jung

Do the best you can in every task, no matter how unimportant it may seem at the time. No one learns more about a problem than the person at the bottom.
Sandra Day O’Connor

No matter what people tell you, words and ideas can change the world.
Robyn Williams

We will always take the most care of that which we value most deeply.
John Ortberg

We don’t say no for the sake of saying no.  We say NO to something good so we can say yes to something better.
Jeff Goins

A good head and a good heart are always a formidable combination.
Nelson Mandela

Rivers know this: there is no hurry.  We shall get there someday.
A.A. Milne

God made humans because God loves stories.
Elie Wiesel

Trying to live out Jesus’ life, for real, is intolerable to those with something to protect.
TA Sparks

Don’t be afraid to give up the good to go for the great.
John D. Rockefeller

Children think not of what is past, nor what is to come, but enjoy the present time, which few of us do.
Jean de La Bruyere

Your value does not decrease based on someone else’s inability to see your worth.
Christine Caine

…Often the result of daring greatly isn’t a victory march as much as it is a quiet sense of freedom mixed with a little battle fatigue.
Brenee’ Brown

Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet.  Only through the experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, vision cleared, ambition inspired and success achieved.
Helen Keller

The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow.  Do good anyway.  Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough.  Give your best anyway.  For you see, in the end, it is between you and God.  It was never between you and them anyway.
Mother Theresa

Of all passions, the passion for the “Inner Ring” is the most skillful in making a man who is not yet a very bad man do very bad things.
C.S. Lewis

Be where your butt is.
Corey Allan

There are two ways to get enough.  One is to continue to accumulate more and more.  The other is to desire less.
GK Chesterton

Happiness is not a matter of intensity, but of balance and order and rhythm and harmony.
Thomas Merton

If we value things of the world, we will miss the things of true value.
Kim Biddle

Hardships often prepare ordinary people for an extraordinary destiny.
C.S. Lewis

I must unrush my pace for connection and compassion to take place.
Ann Voskamp

The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stand in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr

Success is the point where your most authentic talents, passions, values, and experiences intersect with the chance to contribute to some greater good.
Phil Strickland

All life is an experiment.  The more experiments you make the better.
Ralph Waldo Emerson


Chair Whispers (The day a bunch of 5th graders made me cry)

GOTR "words"

GOTR “words”

You know those things you sign up for thinking you are going to “help” in some way? You may do it out of a true desire to “serve” or a desire to be less selfish, to give back, to show gratitude for what you have.  You may do it out of guilt, or because “everyone else is” and it’s the “cool” thing to do or the “uncool” thing to NOT do….or you may have gotten roped into doing something you have no desire to be a part of for whatever thousands of reasons we do and don’t do things.

But!  Then you show up.  And you do “it” whatever “it” is.  And it’s weird and scary and confusing and awkward, and you wonder how in the heck you can justify being there for “free” when there are a million other things you could be doing.  Your mind wanders, which makes you more confused and uncomfortable.  But you push through, for whatever the reason you keep showing up.  And then it happens, and it’s almost always around the words.

She asks you a question.  He looks at you with questioning eyes, asking for help.  He smiles a shy “thanks” as you pass him a plate; she swipes away a tear as you move on to the next person.  He asks you what your kids’ names are; she presses a handmade card into your hand; he runs over for a “high 5”.  And you are hooked on this feeling of being a part of something bigger than yourself.  You get a glimpse of what it’s like to be in a world where you are valued and noticed for what you bring to others when you show up, a world where everything is so…well..not all about you.   And for a few minutes/hours each day/week/month, you get to live outside yourself and melt into a world where you are just a planet-dweller, helping another planet-dweller, who might need a little of what you have to share that day.

Overly sappy?  Maybe.  True? Absolutely.

This has happened so many times that it no longer surprises me.   It happened when I was a part of Vacation Bible Schools and mission trips as a teenager.  It happened when I coached Girls on the Run (GOTR) in 2012, when I went to Guatemala last year and when serving as a medical volunteer at the Special Olympics.  It happens when babysitting or “woMANning” a booth.   It happens anytime I volunteer to work even a few hours in a serving capacity, whatever it may be.  There is always a moment when someone “gives” me something, a smile, a hug, a gift, a word, something that usually takes my breath away in the moment as time stands still…….and then it all picks up and the second hands start sweeping again. Granted, I know that by being present and doing the actual work of whatever is required that day, we are helping people.  I don’t mean to discount that.  But I do mean to make the point that what I learn and take away from these types of experiences is ALWAYS more than anything I feel like I give. 

As we are gearing up for another Girls on the Run season, I was reminded of the most recent time this happened to me.  The final lesson of this last season included the “Word Chair” activity.  I remembered this activity from previous coaching, and because I am a WORD person, I was alert to what this activity might do for the girls.  See, I know the power of words, the ones we say to ourselves and the ones we say to others and most definitely the ones others say to us. We’d been with these girls all season and had grown to look forward to seeing them, what they would say, how they would identify with the lesson.  We’d grown to like these girls, and I intentionally say like, because it’s more personal than love to me in situations like this.

For the activity, each girl takes a turn sitting in “the chair” with her back to the rest of the group waiting across the yard.  When it’s your turn, all of the other girls and coaches quietly run up to you, whisper a word or phrase in your ear they think describes you, and quietly runs back to the line.  It’s a way for the girls to express some of the core values of the organization, things like joy and confidence.  Like being proud of who you are, being intentional in your choices, and feeling empowered to change your life and the world in the ways that you can uniquely do.  (Seriously if you don’t know about Girls on the Run, you should take the time to check it out, if every girl in America (and the world) could learn these lessons at THIS age, our world would be a very different place.)  The lesson made it clear that coaches had to take a turn in the chair, and so Brenda and I did just that.  Despite knowing the power of these activities and believing and basing my whole life on the power of words, I had so much going on in my head that day (last class, don’t forget announcements, get handouts to parents, is everyone ready etc to infinity) that I sat down for my turn without really preparing.  Which was not so much a mistake as it was a jarring emotional bodyslam.

“Your smile makes me happy”.  “Encouraging”.  “Inspiring”.  “Show us you care”.  “Believe in Me”.  “Beautiful”.  “Fun”.  “The best coach ever”.  “My friend”.  “Great coach”.   “My favorite”.  “Love to see you”.  “Make me believe I can do anything”.  “Make me see I am a good person”.  “Make me believe I can run”.  “Confidence giver”.  “Best coach ever”.

WHAT THE WHAT?  These are 3rd-5th grade girls, that I spent time with for less than 4 hours a week for 12 weeks.  Barely enough time to even get the lessons done most days.  Long enough to have a couple of days where I showed up in “not the best” mood and worried that would show through.  Short enough to wonder if they had gotten what they needed to complete the course.  But this?  This is what they learned from and saw in ME?  (And it wasn’t just me, the other coaches got these sweet words too!).  It made me cry so hard I couldn’t turn around for a bit.  I was trying really hard not to go into the back-wrenching sobs that would have set Brenda off again (we’d already had one emotional “circle-moment” earlier.  Not that GOTR is all about crying, don’t be scared!)

What I realized AGAIN, this time through whispered voices of girls who weren’t all yet in double digits, is that our WORDS MATTER.  They matter SOOOOO much you guys.  Like maybe more than anything.  I know I’ve written about this before, but I am coming to realize more and more that this is actually my “message”.  The thing I am most passionate about.  I’ve seen what GOOD words can do and I’ve seen what BAD words can do.  I’ve seen words give life and hope to people and I’ve seen words take away those very things.  Often it doesn’t take many words at all to do either of these, which is perhaps the saddest and greatest part of the power of words.  They don’t take tons of time to share, but they can always be used to build.

Think of all the places you go everyday (even if that’s mostly within your house) you can use your words to build, encourage, inspire, educate, shed light, share information, motivate and validate.  I was talking to my friend Lori just yesterday about this and she shared a recent time where she had the chance to CHOOSE to connect with someone at work.  A person she initially resisted engaging with.  She intentionally pushed through that and made him laugh, which in turn led to an interaction that changed HER day.   What if we all considered that a little more carefully?  What if we thought a little more about the words we say, and just as much (if not more) about the words we don’t say.  What if we resisted saying those words that we KNOW are going to push, irritate, discourage, deny or kill, whether in the words themselves or in the ways we say them to those we know best how to hurt.  What if we just did that?  Who needs your words?  Is it hard for you?  You aren’t alone.  But I know some 5th graders who have some skills you might learn from.


Photo credit Jenna McConaughy



An Interrupted Confession (or why you should not read Brene’ Brown and Jen Hatmaker at the same time)

I lied to Jen Hatmaker.

Ok, so let me explain.  I didn’t exactly “lie”, I just sort of applied for something (to get advanced copy of her new revised book INTERUPPTED) even though I didn’t meet the criteria to apply (blog 4 times a month for the last 6 months).  My thought process honestly was this: “If they don’t want to pick me, when they see I don’t post quite that often, they won’t.  If they don’t have enough people apply though (HA- who was I kidding?), maybe they’ll make exceptions and they’ll pick me.  I’ll never know if I don’t try.”  So, because these days I am all about putting it out there and seeing what comes back, I quickly filled out the application that was limited to 250 people, and I hit “submit”.  Then I forgot about it.

Until I was CHOSEN. 

I realized then they trusted us to not apply if we didn’t meet the criteria, and what was I thinking? They were going to have a team of people read through our blogs and “make sure”?  Seriously.  I felt really bad for an entire day.  Then I started reading INTERRUPTED again, (devoured it in an afternoon,) and remembered WHY I started LOVING Jen (that’s what her pretend BFFs call her, right?) in the first place.  It wasn’t “7” that won me over, although I did read that first and loved it, but it was INTERRUPTED that gave her a forever place in my (blogging) heart.  I made some space for her beside my other BFF bloggers Kristin Armstrong and Shauna Niequist and she has stayed there since, inspiring me in my actions, faith and writing, inspiring me to live my life with integrity so that what I “say” is what you “see”.

But I digress (slightly.)  (While we are “digressed”, if you don’t know who Jen Hatmaker is, you might want to stop, click her name and check her out.  She’s guaranteed to make you think, laugh out loud and say “me too!” no matter what your life looks like.  Seriously.  I rarely read her blogs without laughing and feeling inspired. So go ahead.  Back?  Ok- proceed.)

The purpose of the book giveaway was to help Jen get the word out about the release of the revised version of INTERRUPTED, which in her words is “the book of my heart.”  So I determined (in order to assuage and re-frame my “guilt”) that I would use this as a catalyst to aim (AGAIN) to post weekly both as a commitment to my writing and a commitment to share more with those of you who kindly read my words.  Without further ado, here are a few of MY words on why YOU should read Jen’s words!  They are support for anyone who has felt a call to do something a little “crazy” in the way that life-changing truthful words always are.

I haven’t written in-depth about how I wound up where I am now, namely out of the Army and a full-time (or even part-time) medical career, spending my days doing things I want to do that pay absolutely nothing beyond the intangible benefits of helping others and improving health and all without a clear sense of “what’s next”.  Perhaps because I’m reading “Daring Greatly” by Brene’ Brown and vulnerability is on my mind, or perhaps because I was recently at the World Domination Summit with my friend Sara and thousands of like-minded people, or perhaps I’m sun-struck or sleep-deprived or peace un-deprived or some combination of these but the truth is, I knew without a hint of a doubt that all of those changes above were the right ones for me.  I was emerging on the other side of some hard years of stress, exhaustion and “un-health” in every aspect of my life.  I was reading a lot of words about simplicity and de-cluttering and authentic living.  I had purposely put myself in places to interact with people who were unloved, unwanted, seemingly “unproductive” members of society as well as those living in poverty and hopelessness.  I had interacted with people who devoted their lives to helping these people and had seen a light and happiness in them that I did not see in myself or most of the people I interact with daily.  I had come to terms with the new knowledge that the military and medicine were no longer places that strengthened me as a person and a planet-dweller. (As an aside, this is in no way meant to indicate they CAN’T be that for others, just that for me they no longer were.)  For 2014, I felt strongly that I was (am) supposed to use my time investing in relationships-spending time with people in whatever ways that may look like, and trusting that my future “path” would show itself beneath me when I took that first step onto it.

Digression (is this number 3?): I recognize some of you just MIGHT be rolling your eyes a bit right now, and I get it….but it doesn’t change the fact that it is truth for me.  If you know me, you probably know that my faith is very important to me, the most important relationship I invest in and I felt clearly that this journey was initiated by my friend Jesus.  If you are tempted to stop reading right now, would you do me a favor?  Since we are friends? In the spirit of the words of Ghandi (who said “I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians), in place of every time you hear/read/think “Christian” (especially if that has a negative connotation for you), would you replace that word with “Jesus-follower?”  I have yet to meet anyone in all my life that has anything negative to say about Jesus, so as my friend, I’d be totally psyched if you kept reading.  (And I’d be REALLY excited to hear your thoughts down in the comments below).

When I read INTERRUPTED the first time, it was just as I was making moves in the direction of these changes, which was pretty dang scary.  Then, suddenly Jen came along and gave a name to what I was feeling, INTERRUPTED (in the largest sense possible) and her words sort of metaphorically held my hand as I kept making each tiny decision.

Words like “I am so done with being enslaved to the elusive top rung” and “I hate who I have to be to live there [at the top].  I hate the biblical two-step I have to perform to justify top-dwelling.  I hate the posturing up there.  I can’t stand the fear of heights, since falling is a constant danger…I detest the fear that haunts every decision.”   How about these words? “It is shockingly peaceful down there [at the bottom].  It’s much quieter.  The chaos of ego and pride recedes.  It’s, well, kind of still and beautiful.  I find myself exhaling and thinking less about the race going on up higher.  Releasing the compulsion to be right, to be respected. To be understood, to be winning, if not natural, it’s certainly a relief.”  YES.  Just Yes.

These next words ESPECIALLY resonate with me because I feel their truth deep down in my heart and I’ve seen their truth in the faces and bodies of my patients and their families (and my friends and myself): “They [the poor] already live at the bottom, in Jesus’ zip code.  I suppose that’s why Americans are the richest people on the planet but plagued with depression, suicide and loneliness.  We’re furthest from the freedom that exists only at the bottom, and money can’t buy that liberation.”

But these next words were the ones that did it for me, words straight from Jen’s hand to my heart.  She even calls me “dear” (ok I replaced “good” with “dear” but I don’t think she’d mind!):
Perhaps this applies to you, too, good reader.  God may be leading you away without a clear final destination yet.  As maddening as that is, could it be that He needs you to release what was before you can appropriately grasp what will be?  Could it be that you might accidentally squash the lovely vision if you obtain it too soon?  There is a horrid beauty in following God slightly blind.  The victory later is sweeter, the prize more valuable than breath.” 

What?  It’s like she knew just what I needed to hear then (and even now as I reread the revised version). A reminder that 1) I’m not alone.  2) Left to my own devices, I usually plan and “squash” the life out of things and 3) although I am in the “horrid beauty” phase, there is goodness down the path.

I do not think this book is for everyone.  Not that everyone COULDN’”T read it, just that it says some truly unconventional, un-“American”, un-easy things and not everyone will want to hear them.  What I love is that she does not tell us WHAT to do with the life we have, but she points out what might bring more meaning and peace to our lives and it’s not always having, doing, being “more.”  Regardless of your job, background, demographic, reading tastes or age there is something in this book that would make you think and I “think” we can all agree that is a good thing.

I’m not sure if Jen is going to forgive me. Based on reading her books, and hearing her speak twice this year (even though I MISSED taking a picture with her because I was in the bathroom and Karen was texting me to “get here now” but they cut the line off RIGHT BEFORE my turn) I know she has a heart of grace.  I know she is a generous soul (she gave us an e-copy AND a hard copy of INTERRUPTED), so I think my chances are looking pretty good.

I would truly love to hear anything you have to say about this post, this book, Jen Hatmaker, Jesus, military medicine, top-dwelling, lying on the internet or pretty much anything else you want to say.  Truly.  I think any writer would tell you when you write, about one millisecond after you hit “submit” you panic and want to take it all back!  (Brene’ Brown has taught me that is the effect of shame and vulnerability is a “good” thing).  So any words of response are generally helpful in bringing air back into your lungs.  (Even hard words swoop your mind back into “function” mode).  And seriously, maybe more than any post I’ve written, I’m interested in your thoughts.

Lastly, in the spirit of Jen’s forgiveness (just go with me here), I’d love to give my “hard” (it’s actually paperback) copy of INTERRUPTED to one of you guys who is still reading this far (thank you!).  Let me know in the comments below if you want it and why, and I’ll figure out some fancy way to pick who gets it! In addition, (her generosity continues), if you want to order your own copy, you can get it for 20% off at this link through Aug 10th.


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