A dream has died, and I'm celebrating. No, I'm not celebrating the actual death of the dream. That was, and always will be, hard. I am celebrating everything that's happened because I finally let that dream die. Or, to be more accurate, because I finally came to an important realization: I picked the wrong dream in the first place.     A Dead Dream and a ... Continue Reading

I learned my one-talent servant lessons: Pruning increases productivity. One leaf—like one talent— is enough. Focus is a gift. So focus I did. I focused all my window sill gardening energies on one goal: Keep Basil alive.  This was the ultimate test. Faithfully, I watered and pruned, watered and pruned. One day, to my delight, I discovered that Basil was ... Continue Reading

  The day I wrote "Finding New Life in a Dream You Thought Had Died," I was facing a dilemma. Actually, I was actively trying not to face it. I was intentionally in denial. Basil had grown such big beautiful leaves. Big enough for me to harvest, in fact. My first crop! But I was feeling so successful, I didn't want to remove the leaves. I wanted to keep watching them ... Continue Reading

Buying the basil plant was an act of irresponsible optimism. My home is where plants go to die. But one day last fall, Jonathan wanted to make pesto and all the "fresh basil" on the produce isle was turning black. I was about to text, "Sorry son, there is no fresh basil, not even for ready money!" when I noticed a row of live basil plants in the floral section. Score! Even if it only ... Continue Reading