Endurance

I remember watching her roll the dough smoothly across the floured countertop, delicately peel up one edge until the who...

The first day of school is finally here Parents of “littles” will wipe off their tears The bus will arrive and off the...

photos fill my feed fill my time fill my screen excerpts of thoughts leave a long trail “see more” is an unavoidab...

I have experienced many different types of friendships throughout my 39 years. I am so thankful for each one of them bec...

In 1985 I was a kindergartner. My mom went for a parent teacher conference for me with my (very sweet) teacher. After th...

I’ve always loved school. I was one of those people that could get straight A’s without really trying. In grade school, ...

As we get to the end of the school year, teachers get tired. We do. The kids think they know it all. Everything is pr...

Daddy- It’s been three years since I last spoke to you. six months, five days since I heard your last voicemail les...

For 30 years I’ve had a Dad to celebrate Father’s Day with . . . and now I don’t. I’ve got a husband to celebrate, and a...

Last night I finally reached the moment in motherhood where I asked myself, “Can I really do this?” It took almost nine ...