How to Quit a Perfectly Good Job
The interesting things about the trajectory of my career is that I’ve become whatever it is I’ve decided to be. But if I were to graph...
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What If I Was Happy, the Year I Decided to Try
I didn’t even know what the word Happiness meant to me, or what it looked like out in the real world.
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On Mothers and Daughters
The process of letting go is more imperfect than I ever imagined. It makes me think of my mother and how we’ve navigated the same process.
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A Letter to My Younger Self
But this time, for a fleeting exhale, I allowed myself to look past all of that and see you in a way that normally doesn’t have a chance.
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On Writer's Block: Why Shame and Perfection Make Ridiculous Bedfellows
The real crime is that I listen. I put down the pen and agree that it’s awful.
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Confession of a Mom Who Yells
I have to admit, I thought this space would be filled with cute little stories of goat parkour, and tales of life with the kids. Like the...
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Dear Kids, Merry Christmas.
Dear Kids, Merry Christmas. This is really a letter to me and your dad. We’re the ones that need a talking to. Okay, actually this is...
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Happy Anniversary, the Oven is Dead.
We celebrated our 15th anniversary in October. Our plan was to walk downtown to the Italian place that we’ve been going to since we...
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Death Touched Down
Death touched down. It’s always around us, but sometimes it comes so very close, alights on a nearby perch, and with its beady eye...
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