What Stops Us From Saying, “Come on In!”

What Stops Us From Saying, “Come on In!”

The doorbell rings and my seven-year-old answers. He’s our most out-going child, counting everyone a friend. Because it’s usually someone under the age of ten ringing the bell anyway, I keep working and happily allow him the privilege of being doorman....
My Hospitality Obstacle: the Chair of Shame

My Hospitality Obstacle: the Chair of Shame

There it sits. The shame of my household. The reason my hospitality has declined. My hospitality obstacle. The chair. What once was a cozy rocking place for my baby sits shredded at the seams. The black leather chair we purchased for the arrival of our son, three...