There is something sacred about a shoreline—the way it holds generations at once, quietly reminding us that time is both passing and present in the same breath. In this photograph, it’s just our feet in the sand—my mom, my daughter, and mine—but somehow it holds so much more than that. It holds a lineage of…
Succulents in a Strawberry Pot
There is something quietly joyful about succulents in a strawberry pot. The way each little plant finds its own pocket of space, yet still belongs to the whole, feels like a gentle reminder of how life is meant to be lived—rooted, simple, and beautifully unhurried. Succulents don’t ask for much. Just a bit of light,…
We’ll Keep it Running for You, Dad
There’s something special about an old boat that still runs well—not just because of the mechanics, but because of the memories she carries. Our 1987 Sea Ray is one of those treasures. She’s older now, with the kind of character that only time can give, but she still runs beautifully. We take care of her…
Miss Bea is My Muse: Finding Creative Inspiration in Everyday Moments
There’s a very serious creative director at work in my house, and she has four legs, a tail, and absolutely no understanding of deadlines. Meet Miss Bea, my four-legged muse who reminds me that creativity often begins with slowing down. Discover how everyday moments can spark inspiration, joy, and fresh ideas. She shows up right…
Learning to Sit Still: Finding Peace Through Faith, Hygge, and Intentional Living
Somewhere along the way, I learned how to stay busy, but not how to be still. Stillness can feel unfamiliar at first—almost uncomfortable. We are trained to measure our worth by productivity, noise, motion, and output. Even rest can carry guilt. Yet Scripture gently calls us into a different rhythm: “Be still, and know that…
How Hygge Helped Me Discover the Life I Was Longing For
There are moments in life when you discover a word that feels less like vocabulary and more like recognition. The first time I came across the Danish word hygge (pronounced hoo-gah), I wasn’t simply learning about another culture. I felt as though someone had finally given a name to something my heart had been searching…
Why I started Chicks on the Road
There comes a point when you realize the life you carefully built no longer feels like home. For years, I lived in leadership meetings, deadlines, strategic plans, fundraising goals, and calendars packed so tightly there was barely room to breathe. From the outside, it looked successful. In many ways, it was. I was serving organizations…
The Unexpected Pause
The loss of my daily responsibilities, along with my work community, left me questioning my sense of purpose.
Switching Tracks: How an Unexpected Detour Led Me Home
Originally written from the perspective of September 2024 Editor’s Note This article was originally written in September 2024, just weeks after I stepped away from my nonprofit leadership career and began building what would become Chicks on the Road. I’ve preserved it as a reflection from that season because it captures the uncertainty, hope, and…