a word about comfort zones

After spending several days (weeks maybe?) outside of my comfort zone in preparing to shoot this wedding, coming back to the words is all warm blankets and potato soup. As I prepare to leave next weekend—picking out a bag to pack, heading off to Target (again),...

confessions of a poverty virgin

The day after my husband’s 32nd birthday, we watched New Orleans drown on TV. If it weren’t for the constant news coverage, we could have avoided knowing about the extent of the tragedy of Hurricane Katrina all together. I cried a lot during those weeks...

when saying you’re sorry is a bad idea

Have you ever met someone who apologizes for everything? At first it is endearing and you think, Oh, look how thoughtful she is being of me! She is sorry she was late. But then you look at your phone and realize she is five minutes early. And she’s apologizing...

for when you feel behind

We live our lives in measurable minutes, looking to the clock, the paycheck, the success of others. I got the contract. I’m winning! She got 2 contracts. I lose. I got the good metabolism. I’m winning! I got bad skin. I lose. I have food, a home, my...