What If My Family Suffers as a Result
Alexandra Kuykendall
I have a frequently repeated conversation with moms in my circles. It starts on a neutral topic like the cost of soccer cleats, which
I have a frequently repeated conversation with moms in my circles. It starts on a neutral topic like the cost of soccer cleats, which
I wake to my husband’s alarm and roll away as he attempts to steal a cuddle along with five minutes of snooze-time. While he’s
There’s no doubt, Christmas hurts the waistline. The chocolates, cinnamon buns (Pioneer Woman anyone?) and sugar cookies, the turkey and potatoes and perogies, and
The air smells of pumpkin spice and fermenting leaves. It’s mid-October, and today is our Canadian Thanksgiving. I’m cooking bacon-wrapped chicken, the kind coated
It was one of those days when the details weren’t unfolding as I’d planned. But with each turn, I tried to make the best.
“Do what only you can do.” It was the mantra my friend Karen, who has lived more life than I, told me a few
We were newlyweds. I was anorexic. Trent came home one day to find me crying on the couch about the living room—about how off-kilter
I hung up the wet dishtowel, beamed at my shiny kitchen, and skipped off to exercise, giggling over the final score. Me: one. Epic
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I’ve only ever seen him tear up once. We were dating then, and it’s been 10 and a half years of marriage now. Even