short shared stories.
for the messy, in-between moments of life…
kindness matters
I needed to pull together a meal. (Something no one tells you when you reproduce is that your greatest source of stress may not come from major life events, but from needing to find a way to be human…
space to feel
I’ve been noticing something. Something that frankly, I’d much rather ignore.
In the moments when I most want to run towards trying to fix, to change, to improve someone else…
I lost my glasses
One Sunday evening my girls and I were wandering on a pathway around the lake, staring at the ground…
each moment in your story matters
With each day, you are covering ground. Learning. Growing. Finding a way. Holding still. Inching forward…
Our ideas don't find safety in smallness
For the longest while I lived my life convinced that I could not possibly be the person who was being asked to do this work. Work that…