Ever since I can remember holding a pen, I remember writing. Words are my constant companion, my solace, my connection to humanity. I write because I must, but I also write to share a common experience. If one of my sentences makes you feel like you are not alone in this wide world, then I have done my job. We have so much to share as human beings, don’t we? Thank you for letting me share my words.
When We Know Better
April 17, 2014 | 11:02 AM
I've spent some time recently re-reading old blog posts (which are, by the way, not on this site) and excerpts from "Table for Six." It's been an eye-opener for sure, a testament to growth and maturity
Two States, Three Years
April 14, 2014 | 10:49 AM
Moving to two different states within three years is rife with challenges. The biggest one for me? Bigger, even, than finding new doctors and supermarkets and navigating school politics and back roads?
An Unwelcome Reminder
April 10, 2014 | 08:21 AM
Yesterday was the quintessential spring day we've all been eagerly awaiting. It was beautiful, sunny, relatively warm. And Mary Claire jumped at the chance to take two stinky, restless dogs for a walk
Sharing Sunday with John Green
March 24, 2014 | 11:57 AM
Celebrate my 44th at Noah Grant's with my best friend and listen to John Green speak all within a 24-hour window? It was a no-brainer. As soon as Andi mentioned the possibility, we loaded the three youngest
A Trip Around the Sun
March 20, 2014 | 07:32 AM
Today begins another trip around the sun.
The snow in our backyard is melting, revealing layers upon layers of dog poo -- the remnants of a long, cold, record-setting season -- measuring the winter of
The Dressing Room
March 14, 2014 | 09:53 AM
I lost it this week. Like, really lost it.
Mary Claire and I ditched the boys and went shopping because we both needed a few things for Spring Break -- flip-flops, t-shirts, shorts. The boys needed some
February 27, 2014 | 10:22 PM
In recognition of National Eating Disorders Awareness week…
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My relationship with food and with my body is complicated, slippery, broken. My ability to deal with it from a place of reason and intellect
Life Lessons from My Eight-Year-Old Self
February 25, 2014 | 04:36 PM
The autobiography I penned at age eight begins with this:
"How it all started… When I was young I had some troubles. I had started to grow up to be a very spastic child. Every time I got mad I held my
February 14, 2014 | 07:24 AM
I hear it said to mothers of young kids all the time: You're gonna miss this when they're teens.
But here's my counter-argument: Maybe you won't.
Sure, every once in a while, I long for the
February 04, 2014 | 07:45 AM
My former hometown lost a mother this week. I know we lose mothers every week (every day, every second..), but this one I knew. Sort of. I didn't know her well, but our paths once crossed every Monday,