Sharing the Journey

One word at a time.

● Featured Article
  • Working with adolescent girls is holy work. I watch, hushed and reverent, as these young women wander through the wilds of becoming, their hearts marked by invisible bruises, wounds without names. In a single afternoon, they are fierce and fragile, bold and uncertain, sunlight and shadow braided together. Eyes the…

● Latest Articles
  • An Affection for Autumn

    An Affection for Autumn

    Though I am a summer girl, I will admit to having an affection for autumn.  In the southland it begins with an understated change in…

  • The Summit

    The Summit

    I am afraid of heights.  My loathing of anything taller than my 7th grader is so profound, that even the low definition image of another human…

  • I am A Summer Girl

    I am A Summer Girl

    I am a summer girl.  Born on a sultry July evening in Baton Rouge, Louisiana it is almost as if I was created to breathe…

  • And So It’s Spring

    And So It’s Spring

    he clock adjacent to my bed read 3:32 am.  Lured from slumber by the haunting, mournful song of a nightingale settled into his favorite nesting…

● About Me

I’m Lori.

I’m living a messy, gritty, growing, and beautifully redemptive story. I’m a solo mom to five incredible human beings, standing at the edge of an empty nest and learning to embrace the bittersweet beauty of a new season.

I’m a woman of deep faith, endlessly curious, chaotically creative, and unapologetically living on the bright side of broken. I believe healing is holy, grace changes everything, and the places that once nearly undid us often become the very places God uses to tell His greatest stories.

I’ve learned that God rarely wastes our pain. He doesn’t lead us through something without purpose, and more often than not, the very thing we wished we could skip becomes the most meaningful part of our story.

This is a place for honest essays about faith, motherhood, loss, hope, healing, and finding God in ordinary moments. These are simply bits and pieces of my story—shared in the hope that somewhere within them, you’ll recognize a little of your own.

Welcome. I’m so glad you’re here.

● Recent Articles