I can still smell the stench of the landfill. It was middle school. My Dad rolled up in his rusty,...

It was the first real Multiple Sclerosis symptom that emerged: I went blind in one eye. But it wasn’t an...

“Love you, Liz,” my mother called as we walked out the door. “Love you, too, Momma,” I replied. My then-boyfriend...

Some time ago my preschool-aged niece was disciplined by her teacher for making a bad decision in the classroom, and...

For a few months leading up to my participation in a Theology of the Body retreat, every time I attended...

We all desire intimacy with the Lord whether we realize it or not. And in many cases, in prayer, we...

Every day I drive from the beaches of Orange County to the cement jungles of Los Angeles. And every day...

I was longing for a true friend. The previous months had been painful. I had lost my boyfriend through a...

The cool September air blew gently into the room as my husband opened the back door to leave for work....

I don’t know what happens to us as we age, how we go from sitting on the trampoline and marveling...

I was absentmindedly deleting old messages on my phone when my Mom’s text thread popped up. My finger hovered over...

Pain is awful. I've suffered through sickness, surgery, unmedicated labor, and natural childbirth. Not so long ago, even the pain...

Mealtimes at our home are—how shall I put it—challenging. With three young children, our mealtimes are spent bargaining, cutting everything...

"What I say to you in the darkness, speak in the light; what you hear whispered, proclaim on the housetops"...

At the age of seventeen, I participated in a week-long retreat called “Young Apostles” for a summer Catholic Steubenville conference...

For most of my growing-up years into my late twenties, I believed I would "live my best life" when I...

I grew up in a bubble. It was a lovely, sheltered, Christian bubble where I flourished. The first public school...