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Family memories have always been important to me. But, marriage and motherhood changed me. Suddenly, I wanted holidays and birthdays…
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Family memories have always been important to me. But, marriage and motherhood changed me. Suddenly, I wanted holidays and birthdays…
Continue ReadingShe wanted a family picture of all of us. Everyone was in town celebrating the holidays together and she wanted…
Continue ReadingI was standing in the sugar-white sand, trying to imprint the sounds and sights and smells of this last day…
Continue ReadingWhen I was a teenager, I used to love poring over our family’s photo archives. My mom had an entire…
Continue ReadingMy firstborn—the baby who made me a mom to begin with—is 19 years old. She finished her freshman year of…
Continue ReadingThis morning I got caught up looking at pictures of my kids when they were babies. I was looking for…
Continue ReadingI’ve never been a baby person. Not when my adorable little brother came home when I was eight-years-old. Not when…
Continue ReadingI remember spending countless family dinners gathered around my grandma's kitchen table with cousins, aunts and uncles, and my grandma…
Continue Reading“Mommy I’m hungry.” It was 5:25 a.m. It was dark. I thought it was the middle of the night but,…
Continue ReadingI am told the older you get. the more you forget. Is this true or even possible? I mean we…
Continue ReadingA couple of weeks ago, I went skiing with my kids. Sounds glamorous, right? The pictures of that day…
Continue ReadingThe sound of little feet slapping the wood floors. The way your dad's laugh echoes down the stairs from your…
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