I think often lately about a night sometime between 2001-2003 when Smitty and I were freshly married and living in our first little old...

It’s St. Patrick’s Day and I’m just now writing about Valentine’s Day. This is why I’m a horrible retail manager. Did you know vendors...

Real talk: some days I don’t want to talk about skin care anymore. It seems a superficial endeavor. And our goal of hosting honest...

Good words from our friend Stacy of Blue Raddish Studios: One of my favorite words: Relish. Recently, my son asked sarcastically if I was...

I had a revelation yesterday. If you follow our blog regularly or have had longer than a 5 minute conversation with me at any point over...

Thanks to cancer, I’m now living a “both/and” life. And maybe at some point everyone gets to leave “either/or” behind and join the ranks...

When you come into our space, you relax. Obviously. And sometimes you talk. And while MOST of what you say is held in confidence between...

The Christmas Eve service Smitty and I attended centered a lot on what the world would look like if we all showed more generosity and...

I had to go to Michael’s last week during the holiday season, also known as the seventh circle of hell (is that the right phrase? I’ve...

Fair warning – I’ve resolved to blog more often. More posts means less self-editing. Apologies in advance. In our 2.5 years as Milagro we...