by Kit | Jun 6, 2026 | Reasons to Believe, Whatever is Lovely, Writing
I wish you could meet Ruth. Our florist for the past twenty-something years, she really deserves to be a character in one of my future novels. Ruth hums across the weathered floor boards of her shop like the Energizer bunny, all business, spewing recommendations. One...
by Kit | Nov 25, 2022 | On Living, Parenting, Reasons to Believe, Think About these Things, Whatever is Lovely
Ahh, remember the days when life’s seasons were so predictable, so clearly defined? Growing up on California’s central coast, life had only two seasons—school and summer vacation. Here on Oregon’s high desert, as our sunny October bustled to a close, aspen...
by Kit | Dec 19, 2020 | Advent Reflections, Love Others, On Mission, Think About these Things, Whatever is Lovely
When Marissa was just a small, freckled thing, her bed was densely populated with stuffed toys and chubby dolls. Let’s just say there was nothing random about the way they were arranged. Part of our nightly tucking-in ritual was positioning each one just so....
by Kit | Feb 19, 2019 | On Living, On Loveliness, Think About these Things, Whatever is Lovely, Worthy of Praise
Choose joy,” they say. But how? My friend Erik just marked a bittersweet anniversary, a decade passed since a snowboarding accident left him paralyzed, confined to a wheelchair. Yesterday Erik wrote this: “It was ten years ago today that I lost my ability to...
by Kit | Jan 9, 2018 | On Living, Think About these Things, Whatever is Lovely
Last week as I closed the chapter titled 2017, I clearly remembered its mayhem. But could I also remember its miracles? Could you? [hr] If, come next December 31st, you are able to recall 52 blessings from the year, how might that change your perspective, deepen your...
by Kit | Oct 30, 2017 | On Living, On Loveliness, Poetry, Whatever is Lovely
Oh, October! So much to admire, to ponder, and only a wisp of time to do either. Here’s the season when creativity comes in gusts but awe strikes me dumb. Plus, I’m overly sentimental and half-crocked on chai tea lattes. I’m like the chunk of...
