Author Archives: Joanna Gott

Mother's Day is, in so many ways, a beautiful celebration. It's filled with handmade cards, armfuls of flowers, sleepy breakfasts in bed, and the kind of love that feels both ordinary and sacred all a...

I'll let you in on a little secret-before I was a mom, I was a fashion design major. I spent my days sketching silhouettes, studying fabrics, and dreaming up beautiful, thoughtful outfits. Style felt ...

After all the joy (and inevitable mess!) of dyeing Easter eggs, there's something especially satisfying about finding a creative way to reuse those empty cartons. Instead of tossing them out, turn the...

The week leading up to my daughter Penny's first taekwondo tournament was full of excitement. She talked about it constantly-her uniform, her belt, what it might feel like to step onto the mat in fron...

Once a month, my daughter Penny and I bake cookies for our neighbors, and if there's a way to make them seasonal, we always love to lean into that. With Easter right around the corner, we thought it w...

There's a phrase we've all heard: when it rains, it pours. Usually we say it when everything feels like it's going wrong at once. A flat tire, a sick child, a missed deadline - and then something else...

No one really tells you that making friends in your late 30's and early 40's can feel... complicated. In your twenties, friendship happens almost by accident. You live near each other. You work side b...

For the past three years, one verse has been quietly following me. Psalm 3:16. I know-before anyone rushes to tell me-I realize this is not an actual Bible verse. There is no Psalm 3:16. Psalm 3 only ...

This month we celebrate Family Day-the day we mark not a birth, but a becoming. The day our sweet little family was formed through adoption. It's a day that holds both tenderness and triumph, grief an...

Here we are again-lights twinkling, cinnamon scent lingering in the house, the familiar rhythm of December settling in. And yet, this season feels quietly, wonderfully different. This is my daughter P...