MaryRose Denton lives between mountains and water.
She believes in Meraki. That thing that happens when you leave a piece of your soul,in your work. When you love doing something, anything, so much that you put something of yourself into it.
The Tree of Ages
She leans back against its trunk. The rough feel of tree bark pushes into her spine and skin. Closing her eyes she lets the warm summer breeze blow across her face, slightly rumpling her hair. Wispy strands of her mousy brown curls fall across her lips, sticking momentarily to the gloss she applied there only a few moments ago.
A Divergent Road
“Where am I going?” she mutters. Pulling up to the red stoplight, she compresses lightly down on the brake with her left foot, which slipped partly out of her Birkenstock, allowing the car to roll to a halt. In front of her, cars criss-cross back and forth, speeding off into the distance, carrying drivers to engage with their day, ready or not.
10 Tips To Homeschool Your Kids
“I am not meant to be a teacher!”, read one friend’s post this morning. She has two elementary school-age kids and has been faced with teaching them at home.
The End of the World as We Know It
It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine. So goes the lyric from the alternative rock band, REM’s song by the same name.
Self-Love and Body Curves
It started young, hating my body. Typically, I could be found with my nose in a book rather than kicking a ball on a soccer field. In fact, often I was the last one picked for a sports team at school.
For Better or For Worse
My parents are celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary this month! There are not very many statistics on how many couples reach their 70th wedding anniversary but it seems clear, not very many do. At eighteen years old, my mother looked at my dad and made him the happiest man on earth by saying, I do.
How to Get Started with a Gratitude Journal
We all desire more happiness in our lives. Right? What if I told you there is happiness and goodness right in front of you? Would you believe me?
When Your Kid Moves Out, It’s Okay to Feel Loss
As I pulled out of the driveway, my eyes misted over and there was a physical catch in my throat. The car slowly moved out into the street and away from my daughter’s new apartment. Also away from my daughter.