Denial
One day last spring we were sitting at our dining room table eating breakfast. My middle daughter looked up at me and proclaimed, “My...
Holding Tight, Letting Go
In one week and one day, the big yellow school bus will resume its route, stopping at the street corner right in front of my house. My...
I'm Sorry, I Forgive You
I am lucky enough to be married to a pretty spectacular human being. He’s wonderful, but he isn’t perfect. This weekend he made a...
YOU
I have the gift of knowing some very remarkable women. Consider the women in my immediate family. My mom is exceptionally grounded,...
Who Has It Worse?
My husband and I switch back and forth between who is at home with the kids and who goes to work. One day a week the kids go to my...
Sacred Sadness
It’s strange how some days, some moments, stick with you, and years later come back, almost as full of color and life as the first time...
