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Joy

Photo bySingkhamfromPexels Joy. Some might argue that joy isn’t really an emotion, but a choice, a way of perceiving one’s life, the...

Good Enough

Good enough. For many years I wondered if I would every feel this. But now I wonder, good enough…for what? For who? I wanted to live up...

Yes

Yes to lazy Sunday afternoons where I put off a few things on the to-do list until tomorrow. They’ll still be there waiting for me, and...

No

No. I won’t make myself smaller to accommodate someone else’s desire to fill up a room with their arrogance, or dominate a relationship...

Tell Me More

Tell me more. Tell me more about the boy who hit you and left a bruise on your left arm. Tell me more about the teacher who left a deeper...

Here's To the Year of White Space

In our current fast-paced society, it is all too easy to get sucked into the belief that the more you do, the more accomplishments you...

Half-Baked

Half-Baked Why we are always a work in progress, and that’s one of the best parts of life. Photo by Marta Dzedyshko from Pexels It is...

Baby Shampoo and Goggles

If you’ve ever spent any time swimming with goggles, you’ll know that it can be quite frustrating when they lenses fog up and you can’t...

It's Not About the Milk

“Could you please pick up a gallon of milk? We’re out,” I texted my husband this evening after staying late lesson planning at school. He...

The Luxury of Planning for the Future

I was listening to Amy Poehler’s memoir Yes Please on audiobook during my 75 minute commute home from school this afternoon and Amy, in...

Practice Makes Progress

Do you ever feel like your finish line is constantly just beyond your grasp? That as hard as you try, you’re never quite there (wherever...

When Will Good Enough Be Good Enough?

My husband recently wrote me a letter, as we do for one another whenever he is away traveling for work, and in it he wrote out a...

What Do Marshmallows Have to do With Control?

“Here I am All my intentions All my obsessions I want to lay them all down In Your hands Only Your love is vital Though I'm not entitled...

I Weigh

I weigh so much more than the arbitrary number on the scale beneath my feet, which is merely a product of the force of gravity holding me...

Dear Food

Dear Food, My relationship with you over the years has morphed and evolved so frequently that sometimes it’s hard to look at you...

Teaching Kids to Read - It Starts at Home

Maria Montessori had a deep understanding of the importance of literacy. Two of her “Great Lessons,” a set of impressionistic lessons...

Where I'm From

Where I’m from, late summer nights are spent out on Grandma’s front porch, sharing stories from our past. There are holes in the screen...

Bless The

Bless the broken home producing broken brothers and sisters who blame themselves for the brokenness. Bless the rusty bicycle leaned...

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