Happy Labor Day, reader friends!
I love Thanksgiving. One of my favorite parts about the holiday is hosting the big feast. There’s nothing better to me than a table full of food and surrounded by family (or those adopted as family for the day). Despite my love of the… Continue Reading “Make it Monday | Thanksgiving”
Stealing Jake, by Pam Hillman, follows Livy O’Brien as she tries to make a new life in Chestnut, Illinois. When she steps in to protect a group of street kids, she must face her own past since she was once one of them.
As soon as I saw the cover for the first book in Elizabeth Camden’s new series, I couldn’t wait to read it. A historical novel about spices, botany, and political intrigue, it mixes romance with with world of commercial food, business rivalry, and treason.… Continue Reading “Reading Wednesday | The Spice King”
Spies, codes, and a nation at war for their independence. In Roseanna M. White’s Revolutionary War romantic suspense novel, Ring of Secrets, a young patriot must hide her true heart amid those loyal to the British.
There are a but a handful of moments in time where you know you are observing history. Other moments you may not realize are history, but they stay with you for years. For me, presidential funerals are such events.
This past week, I returned to work after my maternity leave. It’s a juggling act, as all moms know, but I love my job and I’m excited to be back at it. With being a working mom fresh on my plate, I thought I’d… Continue Reading “Back to Work, a New Journey Begins”
We’re nearly a week into the Rio de Janeiro Olympics. Others have likely covered most topics already, from gold medal winners to women competitors to Mr. Phelps’ game face. But, as I watched the games and listened to the announcers, two thoughts have lodged… Continue Reading “The Rio Olympics, a few thoughts”
Identity theorist Erik Erikson said, “To truly meet others with whom we share a ‘we,’ one must have a sense of ‘I’.”
When a tragedy, such as the recent events in Florida, strikes, I find myself either staring at the television in horror or running from every form of media because my heart is too broken to bear any more.