Pull Up a Chair

Well friends, we have officially reached that part of summer where stepping outside feels like walking directly into someone else’s bad attitude. The heat has settled in fully now, the humidity has stopped pretending to be temporary, and every person in Georgia seems united by one shared activity: complaining about the weather while refusing to…

Well friends, we are somehow already staring down the second half of June, and I honestly would like to know who keeps speeding the calendar up when nobody is paying attention. Summer always begins with everybody talking about all the things they plan to do, and then suddenly it is late June and half of…

Well friends, we are officially deep into June now, which means two things around here: the humidity has become personally offensive, and nobody can agree on the thermostat setting anymore. Summer in the South really is a special kind of experience. You walk outside at eight o’clock in the morning and immediately feel like you…

Well friends, we made it to June, and I do not know about y’all, but it already feels like summer showed up with absolutely no intention of easing into things gently. The heat arrived, the humidity moved in permanently, and somewhere along the way my motivation packed a small bag and disappeared until at least…

Well friends, we officially made it to the last Friday in May, and honestly, I feel like this month packed at least three separate years into it somehow. May always starts out feeling fresh and hopeful, and then somewhere around the middle of the month everything speeds up all at once. School activities, graduations, Memorial…

Well friends, another Friday has rolled around and honestly, I am not entirely sure how we got here so quickly. May always seems to move at two completely different speeds. Some days drag on forever while others disappear before I have even figured out what day it actually is. One minute you are talking about…

Pull up a chair. This week feels like it belongs at the kitchen table. Not in a big, memorable, holiday kind of way. Not the kind where you set out your best dishes or plan something special. Just the everyday kind of table where life happens in between everything else. That is where most of…

Pull up a chair. This week has felt a little more like real life again. Not the kind where everything is perfect or even particularly exciting, but the kind where the days start to blend into something familiar. And after the past few months, I will take familiar every single time. There has been a…

Pull up a chair. This week has felt quieter, but in a different way than last Friday. Last week carried a kind of stillness that asked us to pause. To sit with something heavy and meaningful. And then Easter came, and with it a sense of light that felt both familiar and new at the…