"What is my hope for the Sincerely, letters? My deepest hope is that these letters are sophisticated enough for you to see a new perspective, playful enough for you to chuckle, and authentic enough for you to know that you are not alone in whatever chaos this life brings you."
Dearest friends, Merry Everything. I love everything about this time of year. The cheery, anticipatory atmosphere in the workplace. The decorative Starbucks cups. The traditional homemade foods. The gathering of family near and far. The feast. I love it all. Well, almost. That whole feast part? Love it. What I don't love? Preparing for that…
Continue reading ➞ How to Holiday
Dearest Parent, You were a little frazzled when I spotted you. I was sitting at my own high-top table at Chick-fil-A. I remember because I was just about to begin brainstorming for some new writing with my tea and nuggets. That's when the door was flung open and in you came, chasing a determined, energetic…
Continue reading ➞ Parents, I See You
Dearest beach lovers, As promised, I'd make my next post playful. And playful it shall be. But I have also promised that in my letters that I'd be authentic. Part of authenticity means offering truth despite the flak I might receive when it's given. With that said, this letter is to all you beach lovers.…
Continue reading ➞ Beach People are the Worst
Dearest couples, Catherine Cansler Photography Have you ever felt like you bit off more than you can chew? Like you can no longer handle what you agreed to? I have felt that way once in a gym when I decided to try weight-lifting for the first time. I walked in uncomfortably in my Under Armor leggings and cute workout…
Continue reading ➞ When Marriage Gets Too Heavy
Dedicated to Brooklyn Baker. May God comfort you with every good thing until you see Chris again. “Today, you have a most important mission,” God said seriously, as He looked kindly into the angel’s eyes. He placed down His pen in the seam of the book. “Your job is to carry someone home.” The angel…
Continue reading ➞ A Conversation with an Angel
Dearest readers, "Let's just try!" The three most exhausting and terrifying words my husband tells me about every time we are at a sporting event. Or Disneyworld. Or a concert. Or a place with a VIP area. Or pretty much anywhere there is opportunity for a better view. PLEASE, God. Make me invisible. I got…
Continue reading ➞ There’s Plenty of Room for You
Dearest narrators, I like happy stories. They are so easy to narrate. I didn't write Mary Poppins, but I can narrate every event by saying that even when Mr. Banks was mean and dismissive to his children, it was because Mary Poppins needed to come in to save the family. All along, the author knew…
Continue reading ➞ What to do with ‘Why?’
