why's my blog called "grit and glory"?

pay it forward
I’ve never been one for Black Friday shopping. Just thinking about all the crowds and chaos makes me feel an anxiety attack coming on. No thank you! But I love me some internet shopping. Cause I can do that without ever leaving my bed house. Mmhmmm. Here are some ways you can support Thrive Africa and your online shopping habit—not just on Black Friday but every day: Buy a Thrive Shirt.

wall of thanks
One of my favorite Thanksgiving traditions is my post-it-note wall of thanks. (You can see what I mean here.) If I had a wall of thanks this year, one of my first additions would be: What would yours be? (List as many as you want!)

now i get it
This week last year was hell on earth. I honestly don’t know how I managed to stay standing breathing. I’d finally found undeniable proof of my husband’s affair—evidence I knew he wouldn’t be able to deny or push back on me. But for a long list of complicated reasons, I had to wait until the end of the week to confront him with it. I had interns who deserved the best debriefing po

my heart is tired
The past few weeks have been full of some really great things. But when I landed back in Atlanta last night, I knew I was more than just physically tired. My heart is weary, too. And that frustrates me. I’ve spent time doing things I love with people I love, and yet… my heart has settled back into this valley-like funk. Hmph. The past two years have destroyed the holidays for me. I hope they get redeemed at some point, but right now they just feel… hard. And my eyes can’t help but fill as I let my thou

captionating: blind date awkward moment
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