These are the days of our best life yet. I was talking to our friend a few weeks ago about how parenthood can sometimes be like marriage. I wouldn’t know because I’m not entirely there yet.. but the parts that stretch us further than we ever thought we could be stretched… the patience that tries...
Dear January… I’ve missed you and your ways that pull me deep into an obsessive state of habitual organization and compulsive exploration for all things new. — I thought long and hard of how I would start this first post of 2018. Would it be a reflection of last year, or a mere collection of goals; you know, the imperative mission...
I made a promise to myself: the next post WILL be uplifting. It WILL make me smile. It WILL make YOU smile—so at the very least please humor me… I stayed in bed on Christmas morning. Like, for a long time stayed in bed; silent tears falling into my pillow. Like maybe if I stayed...
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