Musings on being human
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My daughter, Skye, stuck out her foot and plopped it on my lap. She was laying on her white daybed, covered by a pink fleece blanket with...

It’s easy to get caught in the hamster wheel of life; running faster and faster just to stay standing. I think everyone falls prey at...

I cracked my eyes open, just a bit. My bedroom was still dark with all the curtains closed, but I could see a pencil thin line of bright...

Surrender. I always hated that word. It grated in my ears and reverberated in my bones as hopelessness. It sounded like giving-up,...

“Here they are,” my husband said as he laid the folder holding our wills on the dining room table. The piece of paper with my hand...

“Do you believe them? Do you believe that you’re strong?" I asked my 12 year old daughter. She was sitting cross legged on her bed,...

I don’t know anyone who doesn’t carry a more perfect version of themselves in their head, including me! If I could just… When I… If only...

“Really?! And they take public transportation?” I asked. I was sitting at the dining room table looking at my laptop. Skype was open...