I remember on a cold December morning back in 2007, sitting at my kitchen table and crying.
I received an email tonight from a fellow mom.
When I first heard the news about the mass shooting in the Colorado theatre, my heart sank.
So it’s almost Mother’s Day.
This afternoon as I tried to ratchet down extreme mental duress I had been under having role played
I was talking to a friend recently at a baby shower we both attended.
My children have watched television for most of this day.
On any almost any given day, I read or hear something that makes me question my choice to be a stay-