I’m sitting on bleachers watching my boys play soccer on separate fields, and I’m fighting back tears. And then I’m wondering how did I get to be that mom that fights back tears at soccer practice? I wasn’t going to be that mom, and here I am. Why? Why am I crying in my chai […]
Category: Connection
I’ve toyed around with gathering my thoughts in one place since 1 million years ago when I paid $1 million for an English degree I’ve never used professionally. Every time I think about writing something officially, I question what on earth I have to say that hasn’t been said 1 million times in 1 million […]
