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I’ve never thought of myself as the cheerleader type. Itty-bitty skirts and pom-poms? Um, like, no thanks. After Sunday, however, I might reconsider. I stood at mile marker 9, as runner after runner passed me by. The half-marathon had started … Continue reading →

I’ve never been good at goodbyes. I blubber and cry. We’re talking tears, hives and uncommon amounts of dripping. Or I avoid it altogether. You know, the turtle and the shell variety. Ugly either way you look at it. The … Continue reading →

“How many children do you have?” It’s one of the first questions I’m asked, whether speaking at a conference or paying for groceries. It’s an expected question, a natural one. But I never know how to answer it. I have … Continue reading →

We sat at a restaurant table, eating burgers and fries. Rather, he ate. I picked.   “It’s nothing personal.” He talked casually, not knowing how much his words seared me. “It has nothing to do with your performance. You’re great. … Continue reading →

I originally scheduled another post for today. But it seemed trite, in light of suffering. Yesterday morning, soon after I snagged my first cup of coffee and before the sun had filled the sky, I read the following. Later in … Continue reading →

Earlier this year, on a particularly frustrating day, I wrote a letter “To the Mom Who Can’t Keep Up.” I felt exhausted, overwhelmed. No matter how hard I worked, I couldn’t seem to stay on top of all the to-do’s. … Continue reading →

When I first held my newborn child, I never dreamed being a mother might one day break my heart. I only pictured play dates at the park, books read by the bedtime nightlight, and chubby little hands holding my own. … Continue reading →

She turned an ordinary request into something extraordinary. And delicious. Kelly makes toffee. Melt-in-your-mouth, make-you-dream-of-heaven toffee. Various flavors, sizes. Traditional English. Cookies and Cream. Chai Tea Latte. Espresso Bean. Flavors that scandalize my (God help me) toffee-loving taste buds. I … Continue reading →

“You know what Easter is really about, right?” I glanced in my rear view mirror at the three heads bobbing in the backseat. We’d just finished a not-so-small grocery run (is there any other kind?). They’d seen the bunnies and … Continue reading →

Just about the time I think I’ve kicked a lifetime of insecurity to kingdom come, it sneaks back up on me. Drat. One moment I’m on top of the world; the next moment I’m deep in doubt. Questioning everything from … Continue reading →