by Katy Kauffman @KatyKauffman28 My heart was happy, and I wondered what was next. After twelve years of difficult spiritual battles, I pondered an exquisite sliver of peace that I felt in my heart. It had eluded me for a while—this level of peace. The next day, an old battle…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Hear me out. A blanket fort. Only instead of blankets, puff pastry. Slumber party—and in the morning? Turnovers! I’d work on that fort. I came up with this idea while pondering whether there is anything in the world that would not be better with puff pastry on…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea The reason I was never Parent of the Year will shock some of you. It might even hurt your feelings a little. Because I’m pretty sure the biggest reason I never made the cut was that while my five kids were growing up, I never once made…

by Katy Kauffman @KatyKauffman28 Our writing emits a “song” of its own. If a great composer took your writing and set it to music, what would its melody be? It could be the thunderous, foreboding tones of a warning; the quick tempo of a call to action; or the soothing…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea You can tell a lot about people by the way they do their laundry. I have friends who have certain days they designate as “laundry days.” I confess, I’m probably much more impressed by that than any grown woman should be. My laundry days? They usually happen…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I’m not going to lie, I allowed my kids to make a few bad hair decisions as they were growing up. I did it for two reasons. 1) I knew I would be able to show them the pictures years later and tease them mercilessly, and 2)…