Do you ever have one of those days? You know the kind which starts out sorta crappy, then just ends up beautiful? Well, I had one yesterday… As I left the house in a rush to drive my youngest to school for an early morning choir rehearsal and myself to work for an early meeting, I
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On December 14th, 2012 I ran out of my house, shouting good-byes over my shoulder to my three babies, as I was late for work as usual. My children were in third grade, second grade, and daycare. I did not give my children another thought that morning as I drove quickly to work and
The world has been very loud lately. I cringe when I look through my Facebook newsfeed. I skip through news channels quickly trying to avoid any haunting and scary images. I excuse myself from heated conversations and debates about politics, immigration, and war. I lie awake at night afraid. The recent terror attack in Paris,
I wrote the following last Friday afternoon. I work from home so was glued to the TV and social media during the time that my kids were at school. Thinking back on it, and maybe it seems selfish now, but I was focused on Max. But that’s what made the whole ordeal so awful for
You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty. Mahatma Gandhi A friend of mine, a parent of 2 kids under 6, turned to me yesterday and said “getting my gun permit tomorrow” and insinuated that teachers needed
I’m guest posting for our sparkly Kate Street’s Magical Monday column today and I’m so glad about that. The events that took place on Friday have shaken all of us to the core. At this point, I can’t even look at media or listen to the radio because I become so overwhelmed with sadness that
It’s Sunday night and I’m pretty sure every parent everywhere is thinking the same thing – how do we get up tomorrow morning and start our normal work day routine when we can’t stop thinking about the horrible tragedy that just occurred in Newtown? I have no answers other than to say that we