Beauty, Oddity and the Middle Ground 8/17/2025

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt My daughter is a singularly unique soul. Actually, even that statement feels a bit too broad. Though true, I long for a word better than “unique.” “Extraordinary” comes closer—and I don’t say that merely from the bias of a mother’s heart. She truly is, in so many ways, unlike any otherContinue reading “Beauty, Oddity and the Middle Ground 8/17/2025”

A Rare Day 1/12/2025

By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Today is not your average day in most senses of the word.  As I write this I am snuggled on my couch with a cup of coffee and a snoozing dog next to my leg. We are both tucked under a warm blanket. She stirs and gives a dramatic sigh fromContinue reading “A Rare Day 1/12/2025”