If we had power over the ends of the earth, it would not give us that fulfillment of existence which…
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parenting journey
The parenting road doesn’t end, it just changes, until you look back and marvel at the distances covered and the transformations that occurred along the way. Newborns turn into kids with skinned knees, adolescents become college students far from home, and one day a grown son pulls out his credit card and offers to buy you dinner. I wouldn’t have traded any of it, not even the sleepless nights. Writing is a way of remembering. Read more about my parenting journey, or browse the archive of stories below.
Daring, dreaming, doing — words to guide & inspire
I do have a dog story to tell here, but that will have to wait until I can do justice…
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Happy Mother’s Day & a letter to my mom
Every year, I tell my sons what I’d like for Mother’s Day: a letter. Something, anything, on paper, that I…
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Motherhood Realized
Flying to the west coast recently, I found myself seated on the plane alongside a young couple. They appeared to…
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Dear Older, about these cars. . .
“We must always change, renew, rejuvenate ourselves; otherwise we harden.” ~Goethe This is the second in a series of letters between…
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Glitter and Glue
I was sitting at my kitchen table answering email last Monday when a note from Kelly Corrigan popped into my…
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