I didn't think I was going to cry that much. I thought I'd be stoic and happy and excited, mostly, but I guess sometimes I don't know my own heart.
I started to tear up as we got in the car to drive to the bus...
One day last week I watched casually as my 5-year-old daughter held a thimble-sized sticker in her hand the shape of a triangle. Her eyes squinting and her mouth opened slightly, I could see she was immersed in concentration. She was trying to apply this...
"I have no issues." The boy says.
"What do you mean? You have no issues? Everyone has issues." I say.
"Nope. Not me. I'm a happy-go-lucky guy. Nothing gets me down. I always stay positive." He says.
"Yes, but something bad had to happen in your life at...
"Mommy, mommy, tell us about the time you got hit in the face with a fish!" My 4-year-old exclaims.
"Yeah, yeah! Tell us mom!" My 2-year-old adds.
My kids love stories. I love that they love stories. This story is one of their favorites.
"Well kids, one time,...
You know that moment near the end of the Disney movie "Tangled" when Rapunzel's sitting in the tower; it's after her big adventure and now she's sad because she thinks Flynn Ryder has betrayed her trust. Rapunzel has returned to the safety of the only...
Yesterday my daughter and I had an exchange that brought me to instant tears. Big, sudden, happy, relieved, awe-inspired tears.
A couple of weeks ago we were in Hawaii. Much of it was a wonderful experience, but there was one particularly poignant and memorable moment with...
I work on the Internet. Last week, it felt as though everywhere I turned the women of the world were talking about body issues. From the viral photo of the fit and unapologetic Maria Kang that prickled many woman's spine either in outrage or defense,...
I've been thinking a lot about time. I suppose fall does that to me. With all the leaves falling and the ground decaying under my feet. It's Mother Nature's most in-your-face reminder that time marches on, things change, release, fall away. And I suppose I...
I don't know how to write this post without making myself look like a total asshole. So I won't. Because I am being a total asshole. At least recently.
I have been having the most horrible, mean-spirited and hateful thoughts about another person and no amount...
Less than a week after I brought my first baby home, after the post-birthing euphoria wore off, after all the relatives had cooed, cuddled, and given back the baby -- I fell silently, like a deflating balloon, into a bout of despair.
I had nothing or...