I hear moms talking around tables with glasses of wine and cell phones in view, should a spouse or child at home need us while we are away for our few coveted hours, about what gives us purpose in life. …
Permission to Feel What I Feel
Small talk is a curious thing. It is often thought rude not to engage in small talk with strangers, but we rarely strengthen relationships or open ourselves up when we do so. I especially struggled with small talk following the …
Hanging Hope in Motherhood
Motherhood is a string of hope. I clip up my whispered longings as I breeze along the day with my tiny people in tow. Sometimes when the wind is too strong and those tiny people pull too hard, I yell. …