I’ve never gone in for Valentine’s Day. The over-priced dinners, wilted roses, and bad chocolates just don’t scream intimate respect, honest discourse, and deep appreciation to me. Neither do diamonds or itchy lingerie. I guess I’m too practical –...
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...
My husband never ceases to amaze me, but the things I love most about him have definitely changed over the years since having kids. What better time than Valentine’s Day to reflect on how our love continues to evolve....
Father's Day is around the corner, and the fathers in your life have already been gifted countless matching golf shirts and "Best Dad Ever" mugs/magnets/signs/hats? We have pooled together some suggestions for all the awesome dads, but we didn't...
The daily grind of family life and work take precedence over all else. Once in while, I’ll run into a familiar face at the grocery store or Target, and we promise to make plans, but they never seem to...
A friend of mine once gave me the advice to go on vacation alone with my husband after my son turned one. She told me it would be fun, good for my marriage, and would reunite us in the...
About a month ago, my husband discovered that a dear college friend of his was in the hospital. He quickly reached out, only to discover that his friend had stage 4 pancreatic cancer —a death sentence for most these...
Sipping tea and eating petit fours is a lovely way to spend a baby shower, but it's not very exciting. If the baby showers you've been to lately have blended together in your memory as quiet affairs spent making...
I have always been a guys’ girl. Don’t get me wrong, because I’m not a tomboy. I’m definitely girly and have a strong feminine nature. But when it comes to my social circles, they are primarily male. I really...
My sons were three and six months old when my dad passed away from early-onset Alzheimer’s. Eleven months later, my brother celebrated his first Father’s Day—without our dad. It was bittersweet.
Losing a parent can make days like Mother’s Day...
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The Thanksgiving Table Is a Yoga Practice
There is something quietly profound that happens every Thanksgiving that we tend to overlook in the rush to brine the turkey and find the...
