Unfortunately, living a life of literal and emotional secrets is the norm. We’re taught to ‘filter’ ourselves in every way - physically (on FB and Instagram) and emotionally (expressing opinions, revealing painful tales, telling our partners and friends about...
About a year ago, I came across this article in the New York Times about a woman who asked a blind date 36 questions that supposedly would lead them to fall in love. She was recreating a psychologist’s experiment...
Someday I'll wish upon a star, and wake up where the clouds are far behind me. Where trouble melts like lemon drops, high above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me…
If you’re like me, there are days as a...
Last week, I was feeling low. My phone was broken and my best friend, Corinna, doesn’t have social media, so reaching out to her was impossible. But something really mysterious and wonderful happened.
My husband returned from work with an...
We set limits on our kids’ video game time, so shouldn’t we do the same for ourselves? My spouse, in particular, cannot get enough game time. I get that everyone needs an outlet, and I let him unwind just...
We know that friendships are powerful sources of life and help us build self-confidence. What a gift both of my children have had in building strong bonds with others. Yet, there have been periods of time where they've struggled...
In Honor of Father’s Day, this is a letter for all the husbands and dads out there who may not always get the “thank you” that they deserve… Just know that while we often forget, we moms have a...
It’s a busy time of year, and even though we’re generally having fun, it’s easy for us moms to feel burdened by everything on our shoulders. Holiday cards? Check. Plan for house guests, and decorate in a tasteful but...
The nanny, daycare, and preschool hunts are intense no matter which part of the city you live. It is so overwhelming at times that you begin to prematurely stress about what the kindergarten admissions process will bring (and don't even get...
It had been a minute since my husband and I had a “real” date night—you know, the kind where you scramble to find a sitter, get dressed up, and eat fancy food. He’d been traveling a bunch for work...






















