It seems like yesterday that I wrote this post… Today was much harder for me than Emma’s first day of preschool. Emma was potty-trained, but Noah isn’t there yet. I worried about him having an accident or needing me to come change his Pull-up literally every minute that he was…
Read moreYou are the trip I did not take; You are the pearls I could not buy; You are my blue Italian lake; You are my piece of foreign sky. You are my Honolulu moon; You are the book I did not write; You are my heart’s unuttered tune; You are…
Read moreI can still remember stopping in the middle of Kohl’s and reading it for the first time… It wasn’t anything big or show-stopping – just the truth, written on a simple Christmas card. The truth that was put so beautifully that I knew in that moment that it would stick…
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