Today’s post won’t be a regular one, because today is the anniversary of my dad’s passing. It's been a few years since we said good-bye. I’m grateful that I can still hear him saying my name...
"The Most Beautiful Thing I Had Ever Seen"
The Beauty of the Human Race
Wild curls from mid-summer humidity. Dirt on my feet from the playground and a cherry Kool-Aid stain on my dress. I was in my element in preschool class at church.
Mrs. Weaver, her straight hair pulled neatly into a bun, gathered us around her. “Okay, children. Let’s sing that new song we learned last week. Remember?"
Growing Older
"You are Beautiful"
Not Perfect, Just Right
Looking Back on One Year of Glimsen
Beautiful Reminder
Next week is the one-year anniversary of Glimsen. That means I’ve written roughly 100 blog posts related to some type of beauty. I’m marking that milestone in a few different ways, including sending out a reader survey (more on that next week), looking back at where we’ve come from and, I’m pretty sure, having a piece of chocolate cake....