Sunday, November 5, 2017

Everything Is Exactly As It Should Be

I could tell something was off the moment I saw her.

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She walked towards the car alone; her narrow shoulders slumped as if the weight of her fifth-grade-world sat upon them. Her head hung low and her hair shadowed her delicate face. She let her overstuffed backpack drop from her shoulder  as she opened the passenger side door. She sat down wordlessly, turned her face to the window, and sighed.

Sunday, October 8, 2017

In A Neighborhood I Loved; Thoughts On Tribes

For eight years I lived in a neighborhood I loved. 

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I learned and grew on that street by a pond. I experienced the kind of magic you find in a tight-knit community that truly embraces what it means to take care of each other. 

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Honesty and E.L. Fudge

To my little Irish saint, Bridget,


My darling, as your doting mother (who feels the gravity of the responsibility of "raising you right" sitting on her shoulders), I must work to instill in you good and moral values. One of the most important of these is honesty; a value that cannot be underestimated. It is imperative for you to maintain your integrity. I want you to always tell the truth!

Sunday, August 27, 2017

Be A Bridge Builder

I have a favorite bridge.

(Is that strange? To have a favorite bridge? People have favorite sweaters, favorite books, and favorite foods. But do they have favorite bridges? Ha! Well, I do.)


I love the Waterloo Bridge in London, England. I was able to learn a bit about the bridge's history while touring London, and it quickly became one of the neatest structures I've ever seen! It was the first (and the longest) of three bridges built on the Thames River. It was originally built in 1811, but was later closed in 1923 because it was considered unsafe to cross.

Sunday, August 20, 2017

What Do I Know?!? (Not A Lot!)

Today, after answering all of my daughter's questions about puberty and periods and "hair in weird places," I realized something that gave me pause...


Lilly will be eleven next month!

ELEVEN! Eleven, eleven, eleven. When did that happen? HOW did that happen? She is growing up too quickly.