Book Review: “Where the Woods Grow Wild” by Nate Philbrick

It doesn't surprise me that Nate Philbrick is a fan of Lloyd Alexander. I noticed similarities to The Book of Three as soon as I started reading Where the Woods Grow Wild. But the pig keepers and runaway barnyard animals in Philbrick's tale carried me into another forest for a new adventure I was glad to take.... Continue Reading →

Book Review: “The Reckless Way of Love” by Dorothy Day

Since giving birth I've had trouble fitting reading into my daily schedule. But now with such luxuries as the baby's regular bedtime, I'm finally able to sneak in a chapter here and there. I look for short, easy reads that I can pick up and put down at a moments notice. You know, in case... Continue Reading →

Falling in Love with Pooh

My mother has always claimed to be a bookworm from her youth, but sometimes I wonder how it can be possible. The only childhood book she's told me she loved was Charlotte's Web. She once told me she read Flowers in the Attic, I know she used to read Nicholas Sparks, and she has this horror story... Continue Reading →

A Road Trip with Neil and Charlotte

A few weeks ago, I posted about my struggle with anxiety disorder and depression. After which, I mentioned how I’ve been  pushing my boundaries, forcing myself to stand against the things that most frighten me On this list is the gradual expansion of my forty-five minute radius safety bubble. I was sitting at about two and a half hours when my in-laws invited... Continue Reading →

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