Articles by Janet Hart Leonard

The parable of the big toe

By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Will I ever dare to put my big toe into the crack of another person’s opinion? Will I allow that toe to even…


Sports bras don’t play fair

By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart If laughter is the best medicine, you may get a good dose of it today. It’s a sunny day and I just had…


That moment changed everything

By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Have you ever had a moment in time that defines how your life moves forward? I stood there holding the harvest gold attached-to-the-wall…


Travelin’ on prayers & delays

By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Thank you for your patience in holding for the rest of the story with Chuck flying to Tampa. After 18 holes of golf,…



Brambles & thistles

By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Once upon a time, she held the happiness of someone for whom she cared, on her shoulders. Fragile and vulnerable shoulders. She tried…


Gentle ways, kind voices

By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart His ways were gentle. His voice was kind. He always made me feel safe and secure and most of all … loved. His…


The gift of … shhh

By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart There’s just something about silence. Shhh … As I was growing up, I watched my mother sit on her front porch and rock…


A mom’s voice

By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart When my children were little, I was that mom, the one showing up, a hands-on and ever-so-present parent. I was there to hug…