If I were to bill my hours like the lawyer I once was (for a very brief period), here’s what this morning would look like:
I’ve been a mother for about 10 seconds (actually 2 years, 1 month, 11 days and 10 hours but WHO’S COUNTING) and I am a
This morning I saw an Instagram post that resonated with me. It was a variation of a thought I’ve had many times since I became
It’s Easter Sunday as I write this and one thing keeps coming to mind today: Easter egg hunts > the pumpkin patch. … But only
It’s impossible to say anything; impossible to know what to say. That’s because there aren’t words big enough to express our anger and grief and
I wrote a lot when Miles was born and during the first month of his life. Then, three months after he was born, the pandemic