3 Things
Under the radar, barely breathing. Shallow movements undetected. My life has been that of a worker bee buzzing in the opposite direction of revolution.
Under the radar, barely breathing. Shallow movements undetected. My life has been that of a worker bee buzzing in the opposite direction of revolution.
I met Maya Angelou in New York at an event for the last book she wrote, Mom and Me and Mom, in 2012. I waited
I just dropped our three-year-old off at her first day of preschool and have now entered a new season of parenting. One in which
When I met my husband, Alexis, he called himself an artist. During those pre-dating days, I often stopped by our college cafe where I
I hear moms talking around tables with glasses of wine and cell phones in view, should a spouse or child at home need us
Work is like laundry, even if you did it 24 hours a day, seven days a week, there’d always be more to do. For
I once considered myself the happiest woman in the world and in one day, I became the saddest. One day I had it all,
I didn’t grow up dreaming of getting married or planning a fairy-tale wedding. Instead, I grew up with dreams of traveling, teaching and writing.
There were six of us in the room, our chairs in a circle so that we could see one another fully. The woman across
I recently went out of town for a conference and left my husband to manage our four children. I decided to call daily to
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