When I studied abroad in Italy as a junior in college, I diligently maintained a journal. It was a leather-bound notebook that I’d gotten as a g...
I'm writing this on Mother's Day. The kids have gone to bed by now, and I feel tired, but so, so happy. That's kind of how most days go as a paren...
The other day, we were sitting at the dinner table and I glanced out the window in a bit of a daze when I spotted a rainbow. It was faint, but it ...
Ah, relief. I’ve said it before: despite my undying love for summer, often find it sort of overwhelming. There’s the self-imposed pressure ...
The other day, I posted on Facebook, “Anyone else feel like they’re just barely holding their shit together?” It may have been my most comme...
