I am officially in my last year of my thirties. I slid into my 39th year on earth in the midst of a ridiculously busy week. It was packed volunteering with the PTO, helping run events at the school we planned, with holiday fun with the kids, and going from one commitment to the next.… Continue reading Last
I try each birthday to reflect on the kids and write them a love letter. It is a harder goal most days. This place is less of a commitment to myself and more of a place to go when I need to sort or process my life. I have ninety drafts. I come often enough,… Continue reading Ten Plus One
I write the girls a love letter for their birthdays every year. My first born turned ten at the of February. I've been belated with them, but I'm still here trying. I have piled up drafts to work on, but these seem the most important thing I have to write I am blessed in life… Continue reading Dear Year Ten.