Moments ago I sat in the orthodontist’s office. My oldest son was getting his braces off. His braces came off easily. “Do
Be A Better Mom By Making Peace With Your Mom
The other day I took both boys to the orthodontist. Kyle usually drives himself, but his car was in the shop. I
Athens, Greece: I hope the people who stole our stuff enjoy Eli’s math homework and Kyle’s completed chemistry labs
FADE IN: Flight from Munich, Germany to Chicago, Illinois I noticed my phone was almost dead and my adapter was gone. Dave
Questival: 24 hour scavenger hunt
We started yesterday at 7pm, and aside from a short sleep break, we’ve been Questing at the Questival ever since. In this
Sexual Abuse Did Not Start In A Vacuum
[Trigger Warning: authority abuse, brief mention of sexual abuse] I specifically chose not to include the more profound abuse I have experienced.
What History Can Teach Us: United We Stand Divided We Fall
I meant to post this post last night and really I have been meaning to post this for days. The world keeps
We are not friends and that is ok.
Please do not take it personally. First, and foremost, I LOVE people and my relationships with them. Through years of practice, I
Overcoming Travel Hate with Seagulls and High-Hedge-Lined Roads
I love traveling. I push my kids to travel. In fact, Kyle has eagerly anticipated our summer travel. “Mom, I could be
Pushing Pause: Our Day in Oxford, England
Salt Lake City, Utah, Monday afternoon, July 10: I sat in my doctor’s office. After waiting for more than an hour, he
CrazyUS 4.0: Exposing My Vulnerability
A little over ten years ago I blogged daily. With an an average of 20,000 daily readers, I was on my way
I Was Blind But Now I See — Literally
I had no idea. Sure, I kind of knew I was depressed. I just thought it was my typical Seasonal Affected Disorder.
Trust Me
A friend recently suggested I listen to Brené Brown’s talk entitled, “The Anatomy of Trust.” I was like, “Who is Brené
Keeping it Real As We Make Our Way Home
[Be warned: Not only did we cover a lot of physical territory on our return flight, my words here are all over the
I feel like a poorly made Gluten Free waffle.
Yes. I have photographic evidence of said waffle. I made it this morning. Each Sunday morning, for our family breakfast, I follow
My Words. My Story.
Preface. I wrote this post last night. I told Dave that I would not post it online, and would keep it with
Houston, Texas A Happy Accident
One idea. One moment. One thought. One place to start. Before my life is over I want to make sure I do