The thing about a kid’s birthday is that it is also a mother’s birthing day. The existence of your child changes you. If a mother is a river, a child is a new stone being laid in a river bed. The mother now courses differently. Sometimes we know their existence within us and never know […]
Read MoreThe weeks leading up to Christmas this year had much less magic than I had hoped for and intended. I think sometimes you can be teetering on the cusp of burnout but because you can’t burnout, you just keep re-lighting the little stub of yourself that is left to keep the fire going. Until of […]
Read MoreEleven days til Christmas. Tonight’s background noise is one child playing Metallica’s “Nothing Else Matters” on the piano and the other playing Call of Duty while talking to a friend. Thanks to our open house floor plan, these things are virtually happening side by side. This has nothing to do with that, but I will […]
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