Here’s to the Friends Who Don’t Hide Their Messy Parts
To the friend who invited me over without picking her house up beforehand . . . thank you. You had…
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To the friend who invited me over without picking her house up beforehand . . . thank you. You had…
Continue ReadingThis picture—my heart all but bursts every time I see it. It was taken five years ago on the day…
Continue ReadingThe baby of our family is no longer a baby. She turned five this year. She talks a mile a minute,…
Continue ReadingI took a walk up my driveway yesterday. The bitter wind whipped snow against my face, making the single-digit temperatures…
Continue ReadingThis December—like every other—has felt a little nuts to me. I’m the kind of person who likes to think she’ll…
Continue ReadingI don’t know about you, but the older I get the more I find that this time of year feels…
Continue Reading“Cooking for Thanksgiving makes me so anxious,” a friend wrote in our group chat today. “I worry more about the…
Continue Reading“My friend doesn’t believe in Santa anymore, Mom,” my son said out of the blue the other day. We were…
Continue ReadingHe used to think I hung the moon. When he was little, he looked for me in every room. We’d…
Continue ReadingLadybugs will always make me think of 4-year-old you. The way you squeal with delight, a smile spreading over your…
Continue ReadingThe baseball diamond is my kids’ happy place. Each year, when spring turns to summer and the warm weather comes…
Continue ReadingHey, mama. I see you there. It’s the Monday following Mother’s Day, and you woke up with a heavy heart…
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