Not us.

Not our town. Not our school. Not our neighborhood. Not our family. I would be lying if I didn’t foolishly believe all of these same things.  If somehow tragedy would skip over us because it’s only something you read about…not something that would...

Likes and shares.

Likes and shares. It’s all about likes and shares on social media…and it’s ruining who we are. There are people eating detergent pods…for likes and shares. There are people snorting condoms…for likes and shares. I could go on and on but...

To the mom who…

To the mom who got only three hours of sleep last night…I see you. To the mom racing around this morning getting everyone dressed, fed and out the door while having no time to get ready yourself…I see you. To the mom who spends her day outside of the home...

Being a woman.

“What is the hardest part of being a woman?” My 9-year-old hit me with that DEEP question on the way to school this morning. “Um…what?” “It’s International Women’s Month. What is the hardest part?” I have to be...