With the recent and abrupt self-weaning of my 2-year-old comes yet another stark realization: I think the growing of my family is done. There’s no “think”, actually. Rob would most certainly state that we are done. I suppose I say think because it’s only just recently that I have slowly and finally come to […]
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I am dismayed. Dismayed that I have opened my newsfeed to headlines of today’s carnage in California. Another senseless mass shooting. Yet again. I am horrified. Horrified to imagine the terrifying, paralyzing fear those parents must have felt the moment they learned someone was shooting at their child’s elementary school. But I’m unable to…because I […]
I feel guilty that I don’t always (ever?)have dinner waiting or the house spotless when my husband comes home from work. I remind myself that working from home does not truly grant me the assumed”free-time” that others believe that I have. In my work, I am firmly rooted to my home office desk for a […]
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