pursuing a life of purpose
I hope that my children turn out to be misfits. Geeks. Nerds of the worst sort. I hope they don’t fit snugly into a world of perfect hair and football uniforms where things come easy. Because self-esteem comes from knowing you’re worth more than the stereotypes. Because failing miserably over and over builds up […]
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So one day I woke up and decided I’d garden. As in “how hard could it be / I know the location of the nursery / plants need water and fertilizer and I totally got this” type of thing. Maybe I should have read a book on the subject first. But seriously. Who has time […]
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All of us are trained for something. We make cappuccinos or hold human hearts in our hands or fix leaky pipes. Well, I happen to be a lawyer. Having this profession means I’m trained to look at words with a certain critical eye, wondering how sentences back clients into corners, or create paper giants that […]
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The hate splintered off my fingers, it did. It was difficult to manage due to all the pokes and prickles and blood drops as the words fell, but I listed all the anger and bulleted out my reasons and explained to the universe how I’d been so terribly wronged. The hurt and the so-not-fair and […]
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I’ve been speaking all lofty lately, like “let’s assuage our common sense” and “thou shalt not raise up wimps that cannot debate like Jefferson” and if you didn’t know better you’d think I wore purple robes in my living room and sat around reading fine literature. So I thought I’d keep it real up […]
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Anticipate your battles; fight them on your knees before temptation comes, and you will always have victory. R.A. Torrey We are responsible for raising warriors. Those who can rise up and resist the lust of conformity and the whispering embrace of standing invisible behind a man or a crowd or a belief system that wanes. […]
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Live so that when your children think of fairness, caring, and integrity, they think of you. -H. Jackson Brown, Jr. Today, my son told me he was going to put me in jail, he ate a brownie behind my back, disobeyed me twice before breakfast, and my daughter likes to yell at him for being […]
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My parents were ecstatic to have a tall girl like me on their hands. There were so many possibilities involving a girl, some form of ball, and a college scholarship. But reality came crashing down when I dribbled the ball down the court the wrong way and broke both my wrists at the same time […]
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Having kids changes things. It forces you to think beyond yourself, beyond coffee, beyond 4:00 pm, beyond dinner, beyond bedtime. You are planning and praying and cooking and cleaning, and then the next day you just hit repeat with different color t-shirts and different vegetables. Sometimes it feels like I’m trapped in a blender, all […]
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(1) Pigs are actually very clean. I’ve read this in books. Someone taught this to my children. These animals roll around in mud and eat slop. Whatever to the whole “they do it to keep cool” business. There’s a terrible stench and buzzing flies. If I wasn’t allergic, I’d choose a cat. They seem […]
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Hello! My name is Amanda Hill and I'm a writer and lawyer in Austin, Texas. Take your time to look around, and welcome!
